Chapter 13 - (Airport)

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I started to type in Felix's number. I waited, and waited. But then the beeping started. "This is Felix. I'm busy right now, call later." I cursed under my breath and threw my phone on the bed. I sent him tweets, emails, texts. I sent him everything. I felt my stomach turn. Could something bad happen to him? I pushed the thought away and focused on the task at hand. I needed to find Felix, and if that meant flying to Sweden it's worth it. 

Another thought crossed my mind. How was I even supposed to find Felix. I never even knew where he lived, he just lived with me. I searched it up on the web, but found nothing. I checked his Twitter, his Facebook even his Myspace but found nothing. That's when I decided to check the description. Somewhere in the description of his video there was a message that said "Send me mail!" and next to it was his address. It gave me some hope. I searched flight to Sweden and found one that leaves in four hours. I booked my flight and began to pack.

I through open an old suitcase and shoved my clothes in it, not even bothered to fold them. I also put some books and hair brushes in there. I zipped everything up. I was ready to go. As I stepped outside my phone buzzed in my pocket. I grabbed it quickly. It was from my mom. I sighed under my breath and ignored the call. I piled into the car when my phone rang again. It was my mom again. Annoyed, I answered the phone.

"Sweetie! How have you-" She started but I cut her off. I was also fumbling with my seat belt. 

"Mom. I'm going to Sweden, I have to go!" As I went to hang up I could hear her say what a few times. I hung up on her, and full speed I speeded out of the small neighborhood I lived and into the airport parking lot. I didn't bother to park my car nicely. It was crooked and took up two spots. I grabbed my bag and bolted into the air port. I ran up to the desk and slammed my ticket down in front of the lady who ran the front desk. I breathed heavily, ready to pass out. 

"O-Okay..." She stuttered before picking up my ticket and typing in her computer. "Go right through this hallway and- Wait." It seemed like all the color drained from her face. However, she was smiling. "Your that girl! The PewDiePie girl!" I let out a loud sigh.

"Yeah I am." I gave her a tired smile.

"Wait. YOU BROKE HIS HEART!" She yelled at me, her smile disappearing. She was flushed with anger. By now, her peers were staring at her. My smile disappeared to.  My lips twitched with anger. I gently grabbed my ticker, and flipped her off before bolting down the hallway she had told me to go. I heard gasps from behind me, but I didn't care. I just needed to see Felix. I arrived in a room where people sat waiting for their planes. I sat down on a bench. I sighed and checked my phone. The time read 4:30 AM. I didn't even have to get on the plane until 5. I felt tired. Really tired. At the same time a feeling of sickness washed over me. I am up to early...

I sat there, listening to Pas De Cheval by Panic! At The Disco feeling as sick as ever. The sickness I was sure it was because I was up so early... Or maybe it was because I have a feeling of guilt. A few minutes go by, and I can't handle feeling this sick. I stand up wobbly. I make my way to a bathroom. I open an stall, and I fall to my knees. Vomit pours out of my mouth (EWWW). I wipe my mouth, and sit still. I feel so much better. Another thought crosses my mind. What if I vomit on the plane. I gulp hoping not. 

I go out of the bathroom, and a sign pops up saying something about accepting passengers. I give a weak smile, and grab my bag, and hop on the plane. Sweden here I come.

Hey guys! Hope you like it. Sorry, I was at a wedding yesterday. Hope you like the chapter!

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