CHAPTER 6

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We’d all stayed at Nialls that night, his parent were away on work trips. We hadn’t got a single hour of sleep, we'd watched films and just generally got to know each other more. Nialls room was stuffed full of suitcases. We were catching the plane early, at 5am. I was sat next to Harry on the settee in the backroom will the rest were watching the film in the front, and fighting over food. I sat closer to him, peeping over his shoulder while he was on Twitter. He was scrolling through his mentions,

‘God… they worship you…’ I whispered,

‘I know. I’m god, right?’ He winked,

‘Your not god.’ I hit him with a close pillow,

‘I am!’ He yelled. Hitting me with a pillow, I slid down on my back,

‘Ouch!’ I laughed,

He leaned right over me, hitting me with a pillow again. Then he dropped the pillow, and started tickling me.

‘You ticklish?’ He asked, tickling me lightly,

I screamed. ‘Stop it!’

My top had floated up, he was tickling my stomach, it flipped at his touch.

‘GET OFF!’ I grabbed his wrists,

He stared right into my eyes, seeming to take everything about me in. I noticed what a deep shade of green his eyes were, the corners up-turned slightly as he smirked. His phone slipped out of his jumper pocket, landing on my stomach. I jumped, his phone was freezing on my warm stomach. He looked down, laughing. I pushed him off me.

‘We have to set off soon.’ He was checking his phone time,

‘I know! I’m really excited.’ He grinned, happily,

‘Are you sitting next to Katie?’ He questioned.

‘No. She’s sitting next to Niall.’ I rolled my eyes.

‘Sit with me.’

‘I might.’ I teased, walking out to get my suitcase with the others as the ending credits of the film rolled.

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