Falling

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

My eyes flutter open. 

"Sleeping Beauty has awakened." Zayn jokes.

I stick my tongue out at him and laugh.

"How long was I out?" I ask.

Zayn checks his watch. 

"About an hour. They said we'll be arriving in England in two more hours." 

"Wow." I say, rubbing my eyes. 

"You hungry?" Zayn asks, eyeing the snack cart that a blonde woman is pushing down the aisle.

I nod eagerly.

"I haven't eaten in forever." I say.

He smiles. When the lady gets near us she asks us what would we like.

"Um.. Maybe some pretzels? Like four bags of them..." I ask, embarrassed. 

The lady laughs and hands me four bags of pretzels. 

"Thank you." 

The lady continues wheeling the cart down the walkway.

"You aren't hungry?" I ask Zayn as I open up a bag of pretzels.

"Nope." He says.

"Suit yourself." I say through a mouth full of pretzels. 

He laughs and shakes his head at me. I nudge him with my elbow and he nudges me back. 

"So. What do you wanna talk about now?" I ask, opening up my second bag of pretzels.

Don't judge me, they're small bags!

"I don't know. Tell me about your family?" He suggests.

I stop eating my pretzels. I take a while to think about what i'm going to say.

"Well... I live with my dad. And i'm an only child. That's about it." I laugh "Isn't much of a family if you ask me." 

"What about your mum?" He asks. 

Suddenly my throat is really dry. And it isn't from eating all those pretzels. I look down at my hands.

"Well, my parents got a divorce when I was two years old. So I don't really know my mom." I say.

I take a peak at Zayn. Great. There's that look of pity. I hate when I get that look. That's why I don't like telling people this. I wish he'd stop looking at me like that. It makes me feel so... weak. 

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." 

"Don't worry about it. You didn't know." I say.

"I'm not hungry anymore." I mumble.

I've lost my appetite. I look out the window. I wonder how my life will be in England. It's probably not gonna be as fun without Glen... 

"Glen! Oh my gosh I forgot about him!" I say in shock.

Zayn looks at me in confusion at my sudden outburst. I can't believe I forgot to call him when I was transferring planes. I was so caught up with Zayn and all my nerves. I face palm mentally. 

"I can't believe this." I groan. 

Zayn still looks confused.

"I was suppose to call Glen, my best friend, when I was transferring planes." I say.

"Oh. I'm sure he'll understand. We'll be in England soon, anyways." He tries to calm me. 

"Yeah." I nod.