Part Twenty Five: Airport

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Luke's P.O.V.

"So," Delilah started. She was sat beside me, holding the plane ticket that was supposedly Calum's, looking at it. "This is it, ei?"

"Yes," I nodded. My heart is exploding with every emotion there is - happy, excited, sacred, nervous - just everything. "No backing out."

"I wish Calum was here with us," Michael frowned, standing up.

"Where is Michelle, by the way?" Ashton asked.

"I don't know," Delilah said. "Said she'll be ba---"

I cut her off as I saw Michelle running towards us.

"Oh, there she is," I said, pointing at her.

"Why are you running?" Michael chuckled. ""It's not like we're leaving already, boo."

"Here... it's..." she started, catching her breath as she stood in front of us. "He's here!"

"What?" He asked, confused.

I don't have to ask no more. The moment she said he, I knew for sure who she was talking about.

"Thought you're leaving without saying goodbye," a familiar voice said, confirming what I was just thinking.

We all looked passed Michelle and saw Calum, smirking at us. He jogged towards us, running after Michelle, as she led him to where we were.

"What the..." Michael trailed off but had cut himself. There was a surprise look on his face.

"Surprise," Calum said, grinning, as he stood beside Michelle, slipping his arm around her waist. I swear these two are the most clingy couple I ever knew - they can't keep their hands to themselves. But I love them both; I'll always have their back.

"You, motherfucker!" Michael continued.

"Hey, don't swear!" Ashton yelped.

"When did you get here?" I asked, smiling.

"Not long," he shrugged. He pulled Michelle closer to him. "Thought I'd never gonna catch you. Why did you guys didn't reminded me we are leaving tonight? I could have come home a little early!"

"Does this mean you're not going to play football anymore?" Michael blurted out.

"I will always play football!" Calum said. "But being your bassist will now be my main."

"So," Michael continued. "You quit on football?"

"No," Calum pointed out. "But, I'm not going to play in Brazil. And, all thanks to Ashton and Michelle here, my mum allowed me to go on tour."

"When did that happened?" I asked, raising my eyebrow at Michelle.

"Remember in the group chat when I asked Ashton if he'll come with me after school?" Michelle asked. I nodded, as she smiled. "That. I know Calum. And I always knew he'll be back for you guys. I wanted to try and convince his mum, Ashton helped me. Thanks, Ash."

"Yeah, thanks, Ash," Calum nodded at Ashton, smiling, as he held his hand out to him for a fist bump.

Ashton chuckled, returning the gesture. "It was nothing. Happy to have you back."

We listened as our flight's being called, instructing us to board the plane.

Delilah handed Calum his ticket, smiling at him. "And I believe this is yours."

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A/N: My cliffhanger on the last update was bad. Lol but okay, I'll post on the next part how Calum got on to the airport on time. So don't be confuse.

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