Just Wanna Be With You (Sequel to YATMIM)

Finally...

~ Kellins POV ~

Is it possible to feel sea sick in a tour bus? Because, right now, Justins driving is making me feel sea sick. I didnt even know I got sea sickness. Justin for the love of god.

When we arrive at the airport, it's still dark out. It took us three hours to get to a place that should've only taken half an hour to get to, because Justin decided that we had to stop off at EVERY fast food place and order a very large amount of food from every fucking, and with his ridiculous driving it took him at least 20 minutes to park each time we entered a parking lot. The bus smells like a mixture of Chinese food, Mexican food, KFC, McDonalds and Taco Bell. NOT a good mix, let me tell you. It is not helping my sea sickness at all.

As soon as the bus stops, we all fall out of onto the side walk and allow Justin to park, without us inside. Turns out, because I was in my bunk the whole time, I got the worst sickness out of everyone. Fucking rad. We stumble inside the airport and I fall into a metal chair that looks like a fucking cheese grater. The room is spinning. Im not even drunk what the fuck can this room not. Im going to throw up soon. Gabe sits on the floor beside a trash can and continues to play on his DS. Awh, a trash can, if my baby were here she'd point at it, or hug it, and say "Oh my god ITS ME!!!" and I would laugh, before telling her that she isnt a trash can, she's an angel, which would make her blush. Awh. My baby. She's so fucking cute. I wanna hold my babyyyyyy. Where is she!?! If the room could stop spinning for 30 fucking seconds, I might be able to see! I stand up and wobble around a little, before steadying myself.
"I...I've gotta go to the bathroom..." I mumble, before stumbling toward the sign that has a lit up cartoon man on it, the mens room, sweet. I trip and fall into one of the stalls, and I pull myself up to my knees. Im certain Im going to throw up. I feel it. But its not fucking happening. If throwing up makes this sickness fuck off, I am perfectly ok with throwing up. Ugh. I hate my body so much right now. Can it not just help me out this one fucking time!?! I sit in there for about half an hour, before I pull myself up and walk out of the bathroom. The room is only swaying now, thank fuck. I return to where the guys and I were previously sitting, to find all of them gone. What the shit. Why have they abandoned me in my time of need. God-fucking-dammit. I turn around in a full circle and run a hand through my hair, then I hear a voice in the distance.
"HANNAH!!!" Justin shouts excitedly.
My eyes widen, I follow his voice and run around the corner, I see the guys crowding around something. I stand there, my eyebrows furrowing, feeling very disorientated after running when this room is swaying.
"I AM FEELING VERY CLAUSTROPHOBIC CAN YOU LET ME BREATHE PLZ TANK!!!" I hear my favorite voice in the entire world shout from within the huddle.
The guys laugh and separate. It takes my eyes a moment to adjust, Im on the other side of the room to them, I cant run or move at all or Im going to throw up. I focus my eyes on the person with the long black hair, the short girl that is having her suitcases carried by my best friends, and whose best friend is making out with Justin. She turns to me, and our gazes lock. She drops her bags, they hit the floor with a thud. Her hands cover her mouth in shock, and the room is suddenly so silent that I can hear the shakiness of her breathing. Without considering my previous thoughts about being unable to move anymore, I run as fast as I fucking can to reach her. When she's within touching distance, I pick her up and pull her into my arms, spinning her around and burying my face in her hoodie as she wraps her legs around my waist and grips the hair at the back of my neck. I look up, and Im met by her gorgeous eyes. It's like it's the first time seeing her eyes all over again. She presses her forehead to mine as I hold her in the air.
"You have no idea how much I've missed you." I whisper, barely audibly.
Heather giggles and rests her hand against my cheek, I nuzzle into it "I've missed you more."
I shake my head "Not possible." I slowly bring her back down to the ground, her legs leave my waist and she stands on her tiptoes to bury her face in the crook of my neck, I hold her against me.
Jack slaps my back "Did you throw up man? You were in the bathroom a long fucking time!"
I shake my head "No, I thought I was going to, but I didnt."
Heather pulls away from me slightly to raise an eyebrow up at me worriedly "Are you sick Kels?"
I smile down at her "I risked Justins driving to get here."
She laughs "Is he really that bad!?!"
I nod as my eyes widen "Yes. He is. He's fucking insane. I felt sea sick, inside a fucking tour bus!"
Heather laughs hysterically "Oh my god, Im NOT looking forward to riding with you noobs then!"
I grin at her "I'll protect you baby."
She raises an eyebrow and smiles "And how do you plan to protect me from sea sickness?"
My grin widens "I'll distract you so much that you'll forget we're on a tour bus!"
"How will you distract me? Im not very easy to distract y'know." Heather points out.
I laugh "Alright, think of something important, right now, and I'll distract you."
She nods and goes into deep thought, before nodding "Got it, how're you gonna distract me?"
I turn us both around so that my back is to the rest of the guys, I squeeze her butt, something I have been waiting to do for a very long time, causing her to gasp, then I take my chance and kiss her passionately, just like I did in the park. My angel's knees begin to shake again, but I hold her steady. When I pull away from her, she's so out of breath that she collapses against me. I wonder if this is what she'll be like after we...no, I'd probably not satisfy her...nevermind.
"My god...where...are we!?!" Heather gasps for air.
I laugh and kiss her nose "Told you!"
My babygirl giggles adorably "I love you."
I smile from ear to ear "I love you too baby."
"LETS GO BACK TO THE BUS, I'LL DRIVE AGAIN, DONT WORRY GUYS!!!" Justin announces as he marches in front of us, his arm around Hannahs waist.
Hannah gasps "You can drive a BUS babe!?!"
Justin nods "Yeah, Im pretty good actually." He boasts.
Heather scoffs "So good that you almost made my man throw up, nice one Justin!"
I laugh and blush lightly about being called her man, Nick high fives Heather "Justin you just got OWNED!"
Heather laughs and shrugs "I like to sass some ass, what can I say?" I shake my head and laugh, before wrapping an arm around her waist and following Justin and the rest of the guys out of the airport, all of them kindly taking the ladies luggage. I would, but my hands are full, sorry guys!