The Flight (Niall Horan Fanfiction)

Chapter 9

Niall's POV




Am I going red? I better not be. Im staring straight into her eye hoping that maybe, just maybe she'll see the spark in my eye everytime I look at her. I'm holding her hand. not sure if she feels comfortable but she's not complaining so I'll just hold on a few more seconds.




"Come on let's go" I said to her calmly, sill holding onto her really small hand. At that moment, I felt like I could protect her from almost everything that can hurt her. As we got closer to the boy's I let go of her hand. I didn't want to but I had to, or the lads will go on and on about it. I looked at her face just as I was letting her hand go, it seemed as if she didn't want to let go either, almost like she was craving for me just as much I was for her. But then again this is what I must be dreaming of.




"What we eatin'?" I asked getting interested in the topic of food. "We've got pasta... erm.. and some sandwhiches..." Harry mumbled looking into the containers. "And the workers are going to bring us food" He said with a smile, obvioulsy happy that we wil not just eat dry sandwhiches and pasta.




"I'M STARVING!!" I whined. "Your always hungry Nialler" Louis shouted back playfully at me, I guess I'm looking at the food on the table with love and lust right now.




Delilah's POV




"Take a seat Delilah, we'll sort stuff out" Zayn offered, such a gentleman he is. "Are you sure I could help? like.... do you want me to pour the drinks into the cups" I said holding the empty plastic cup in my hand. "Sure you can but just dont feel like you have to Ok?" I started filing the cups with the drinks each boy wanted. I had to ask each and every one of them what they wanted.




Finally we all settled down, and now I was sitting with Niall on my right and Louis on my left. Nouis. perfection. anyways... Once I was served I started digging in right away. I didnt eat anything but breakfast, dont blame me! The boys too started eating. To be fair, I was expecting the food to be not so good, but they proved me wrong,the food was so delicious!




Niall was the first to finish. My plate was still so full and I knew I wouldn't be able to finish so I leaned into Niall, and whispered into his ear. "Do you want some of my pasta? I can't finish it and I dont want to throw it away.." He looked at me and asked if I was sure only one if his eyebrow raising a little towards his forehead, and once I nodded I gave him my plate. The boy's were all looking now. Harry was leaning on his plate, trying not to make a mess and slurpping his spaghetti and his eyes looking at us. He looked exactly like my puppy Lola at home.




Once we finished and packed the food away, I realised I still had the orange juice stain on my top. I left the boys and went into the bathroom,making sure that I grabbed my backpack on the way. Because its a long journey I brough lots of spare clothing with me, comfortable clothes for the way, pyjamas when sleeping on the plane and finally the clothes I would wear when I land to Australia. Australia is a long way away after all.




I entered the bathroom, locking the door right after me and checking if it is locked. I opened my bag, going through all the clothes I brought with me. I have no idea what to wear. Its also worse when there are 5 boys just outside this horrible cramped bathroom. So to make my life easier I decided to put on something comfortable. So I stipped off my stained clothes and wore a black and white patterened leggings, and a oversize black jumper where one of its shoulders falls slightly down my right arm not too much tho I don't really like exposing myself. I also slipped on a pair of my favouirate nike trainers. (pic to the side) . I put my hair into a messy bun, and that's it from me. I dont have to impress anyone. No I'm lying I do have to impress but I just can't be bothered.




I walked out holding my backpack against my chest and made my way towards my seat. I sat down in my original seat and was wondering what the other girls were doing. We've been on the plate for 4 hours in total, and yes it was getting boring, so I took out my secret from my bag.




My book where I wrote songs into.




I wrote and wrote and wrote until I felt pleased with the results. Suddenly I felt someones eye on me. Niall. I closed my book casually, not too fast or he would be suspicious. He just smiled and continued with whatever he was doing. What am I going to do now,IM BORED! I played games on my Ipad, I read a book, I was messaging Melanie (somehow there was wi-fi on the plane :/) I then skyped Sophia, I watched the TV on the plane, I listened to music on my headphones and finally.... My eyes slowly closed and I drifted into a sleep.




Niall's POV




I wonder what she was writing, what if she's writing about us. What if she's writing about how I saved her food. Maybe it's a diary. I was keeping myself busy with Zayn's comic book and Liam's batman game on the Ipad but I was actually checking on Delilah. "Niall, what's the capital of Austria, I always wanted to know the answer for that. " Harry said. "I'm not sure Harry, I was never really good at geography, why don't you search it on google?" I replied. "I know the answer"Liam shouted "its Vienna." While the random conversation carries on among the boys, I look over at Delilah who was now peacefully sleeping.




She left the AC she's going to freeze. I got up from my seat and walked over to her a quietly as possible I picked up the light blue blanket that was laying half on the floor and half on her feet. I wrapped it around her and closed the lamp that was brightly lit open above her head. She looked very peaceful when she was sleeping. Then the book that she was writing in caught my eye. It was on the next seat and I am so tempted to read it.




Would it be rude? It probably is her diary. Ok maybe a peak. I sat in the seat next to her and slowly opened the book. I read the first page an at first I thought it was a poem but after I saw the guitar chords and piano noted I realised it was a song. I flipped through the other pages and read some of the songs. They were amazing. It's like she wrote from the heart and it was like she was inspired from the heart break she probably went through before. I looked at her for a second and wondered what she might have went through, what might have caused her this pain?




Suddenly the lights on the plane all switched off and the seatbelt light was on. Something was going on. I had to wake her up. "Delilah wake up, come on..." I stroked her hair to get her to wake up. she was now mumbling "I don't want tooo... mum." "Come on Delilah we need to put your seatbelt on" I stuggled now. She was moving very slowly, obviously a heavy sleeper we got here. One of the flight attendants came next to us and ordered us to put on our seatbelts. I cant wait any longer Delilah.




"Niall get your as back to your seat now!" Louis shouted. "I can't Louis, Delilah's alone!" "Wel, bring her with you"Zayn said. "It's Ok guys we'll just stay here, it's too late anyway, we've been told to not get up." I replied to both Louis and Zayn.




Delilah was rubbing he eyes. I leaned into her to grab her seatbelt from behind her and clasped it around her waist. Then I sat back into the seat and held onto her hand very, very tightly. Let's hope this will not end as a disaster.