Chapter 3

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"Please fasten your seat belts, we are going to start our descent to London shortly."

I hadn't actually needed to take mine off during the flight, but I suppose Niall had. Him and some of his friends were constantly switching seats, and I met a couple of them. There was Louis, which had a personality similar to mine-loud, chatty, sassy and quite funny for the fifteen minutes we talked.

I had also met Liam, a kind of person you wouldn't expect. He seems really kind and sweet, but that's not quite it. He's actually fun to be around, not quite carefree, but not excessively responsible. He's the type that you can mess with, and not take it personally, I guess it's just something about him that's like that.

I also had become aware that there were two others, a guy named Zayn, who was sleeping in his seat, cuddled with Harry, who was maybe a bit younger than me, or the same age, I can't really tell. He had curly hair, like, very curly hair. Some would call it a 'mop', but I think it was better referred to as a bush, very tangled locks of dark chestnut hair. 

Zayn had a different look. He had dark brown, actually, almost black colored hair and quite tanned skin. I couldn't see his eyes, but if they were blue, I'd be dead. Dark haired guys with light eyes may be the reason I struggle to survive. 

The plane was now in a position where if I looked out, I could see the city below me. I quickly snapped a picture and shoved my phone back into my backpack and just stared out at the land unfolding thousands of feet below me.

"It's pretty, huh?" Niall said, quickly sitting down and latching his seat belt next to me.

I couldn't quite form words so I nodded, ever so slowly.

"First time here?"

I repeated my actions as a response.

"Well, I'd be happy to show you around ya know!" Liam screeched from a few rows behind.

I laughed, "As if, you creep!"

"Darn right, Liam. She's only known you for a few hours, and nobody is interested in you!" Louis told him, "If anything, it'd be me!"

I laughed once again, in some ways I think I was glad I wasn't in their friend group. But on the other hand, I don't think there'd ever be a dull moment.

"And why is that?" Liam continued.

"Because, I'm good-looking."

Liam snorted, "At least I have muscles."

I could already tell he was most likely smirking and flexing his arms, just the image of it made me want to burst out laughing until I start crying and my sides hurt.

"I dunno mate, she seemed to have and interest in the little leprechaun..." Louis started again.

The two of them were cracking up, and I was absolutely clueless.

Classic Kaitlyn.

"Who's that?" I asked a red-faced Niall.

"Um... That's me..."

My mouth made a slight 'o' shape, until the sides of my lips curled into a smile and I joined the other two by giggling along.

The plane landed shortly after we had calmed down, and everybody stood. We were on a fairly small plane, seated in groups of two and only a couple of rows behind my seat. Everyone stood up, grabbing their suitcases and duffle bags and shuffling off the plane. I stood up and opened the overhead bin-thing that held my carry-on items. Before I could even reach it, I heard Louis snicker.

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