Flying in Love (a Niall Horan fan fic)

Chapter 3

Gate D1, Gate D1, Gate D1. I try to remember that in my mind. I quickly finish off my orange chicken and take a drink of my water before u hurry off to go find that gate. Gate C9, C10, D1! I finally reach it and give the flight attendant my PPP , or my Private Plane Pass.
"Was that your boyfriend that just boarded?" She asks me.
"No, that was my brother," I reply.
She looks confused for a moment but quickly replaces it with a smile.
"Of course it is! I just thought..... well you don't look much alike. Anyways enjoy your flight to Ireland!"
"Haha that's fine.....thanks!" I say offering her a smile back.
It was now my turn to be confused. I was always told I looked a lot like my brother. Like we could have been twins if he wasn't so much taller then me. He was also starting to grow a little facial hair but you couldn't really tell unless you were really looking. I walk across the path that connects the gate to the plane. I expect to see my dad's neatly combed hair and my brother's unruly mop of hair, but that's not at all what I see. I see blonde hair and the most perfect eyes ever. and those eyes are staring right at me.

Niall's P.O.V
Well she's not the flight attendant I was expecting.... Maybe she's a trainee? my usual flight attendant Barbara is usually the one who is on the plane with me. Her and Lucas the plane driver. Barbara's in her mid-seventies but this girl looks about my age. Plus she's kinda cute. Plus, plus she's not wearing a uniform! Oh no!
How did they know where I was already! I peer out the window to see if I can see any mobs or paparazzi. I breath out a relieved sigh when I see nothing. This girl probably just got on the wrong plane.
"Hello love",I say. she blushes a deep deep red then opens her mouth to speak. her voice is drowned out by a loud voice that comes over the speakers above me.
"Please remain in your seat Mr. Horan we are preparing for take off."
I see the girl pale, the blush from her cheeks gone.
"Oh no!", she yells. "I need to get off the plane!"
"Love, don't worry! What gate are you supposed to be at?" I ask her.
"My dad told my I was supposed to be at D1,but I guess I heard him wrong," she says quickly her eyes darting to the door closest to her.
"Don't worry love, we'll figure this put for now just sit down and tell me where you're flying to," I say. She comes and sits down on the couch that was installed in the private plane. She quickly buckles herself. The plane starts to move and her face pales again and she starts breathing in and out of her mouth really fast.
Is she having a panic attack?
"I'm supposed to be flying to Ireland. My dad's job just got transferred there. Oh my gosh my dad!!! He is probably worried sick about me!"
She pulls out her phone then starts rapidly texting on it.
"Well, today's your lucky day!", I say excitedly. "This plane is leaving for Ireland right now! That's where I'm going! I've been away from my family for too long." The girl almost drops her phone.
"Ireland!", she squeals. "Phew, I thought I was going to have to transfer flights!". All of a sudden the plane starts to move really fast. She squeezes her eyes shut. I see a tear trickle down the side of her face. She presses her hands against the side of her head and starts that weird breathing thing again. I know I need to do something to comfort her so I unbuckle myself and slide closer to her.

Alexa's P.O.V
I just couldn't help myself. I have been afraid of planes pretty much my whole life and now that I'm on in a plane without my dad or brother, with my favorite member from ONE DIRECTION I can't help but hear into panic mode. My body starts shaking and I feel tears running down my cheeks. I remember everything so clearly. My dad coming home from the hospital and practically breaking everything in the living room. I was only seven at the time but I remember it as clear as day. My mom was leaving for a business trip and was just going to be gone for a few days. there was a severe thunderstorm going on, but apparently not bad enough to call off the flights. The plane was taken down by a lightening bolt when it was taking off. Out of the 57 people on the plane, 13 made it off alive and only 5 survived the ride to the hospital.
My mother was one of those 5. But at the hospital they couldn't save her. Her head injuries were too severe.
Then my dad went and got a really good job and was never around anymore. We got a big house and our own jet. My dad found the best pilot he could and whenever we traveled we would leave only on days that had cloudless skies without a hint of rain. He never let us travel on our own. he wasn't going to make the same mistake again.
I'm woken out of my dreary trance by a calming rubbing motion on my back. I blink away the tears to see Niall looking at me with concern and sympathy in his eyes.
"Love, it'll be alright. I didn't know that happened I'm sorry,love. Shhh don't cry."
Then I realized I had just said that whole nightmare aloud. I had never told anyone else that. Not even my best friend.
"That's better love.", he says as I dry my eyes. "I never did catch your name".
"Oh right I'm Lexi", I say sniffing and trying to hold back tears that were threatening to spill out.
"Pleased to meet you Lexi. I'm guessing you know who I am," he says smirking.
"I do actually", I say. "Aren't you Harry Styles the cutest one?" I reply smirking back at him.
"Ah so you're a sassy one."
"Or are you Neil Horvan from the band One Detection?"
"I thought you would be fan girling over me by now."
"I guess you can't judge a book by its cover."
"You got that right", he says smiling that wonderful smile. I could tell this was going to be an interesting plane ride.