Aeroplane

Chapter One - Liam

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Chapter One.

I pulled Zayn to my side while the other three boys were scurrying along the aisles, trying to find gifts for their family. Unlike the others, Zayn had already picked out his gifts and wrapped them up neatly at home. He even bothered to grab a necklace and a new soccer jersey for my parents.

"What's up,Li?" Zayn queried, cocking an eyebrow.

"I don't know what to get for Al..." I sighed.

Knowing Al, I couldn't possibly get her jewellery or any electronics because she wouldn't want them. She liked simple yet sweet stuff and my mind was already out of ideas for those kind of merchandise.

A smirk tugged on Zayn lips, giving me that familiar look which Louis portrays when a new prank pops into his brain. Was it too late to back out from this before Zayn feeds me with weird suggestions? The last time that I seeked him for inspiration, he made me send a whole chest of teddy bears for Al.

"I know the perfect gift, better than those teddy bears."

You see, when Zayn tells you that his idea is better than another, it actually gets worse. But this time, I slightly believed him. I just hoped that he was right and the gift was worth it.

And maybe, better than those teddy bears.

***

I stared at the gifts, my fingers fiddling with the note I stuck onto Al's gift. I was just worried that she wouldn’t like it. Al was a difficult and stubborn girl, I just hope that she would take it for her own will and not because I was her brother. I was a shitty brother.

I wasn’t there during her high school graduation. I wasn’t there when she first received hate from the fans saying that she wasn’t worth being my sister.

I was never there whenever she needed me. I wasn’t there during her first heartbreak. I wasn’t there when she got enrolled into uni. Neither was I there when she couldn’t cope up with things and dropped out of school. I felt like absolute shit.

My two other sisters were much more distant from Al and I. So we mostly depended on one another. It got worse when we had to constantly be on tour and I couldn’t be there for her.

Guys wanted her to get popular, girls wanted to befriend her to be popular, no one really liked the beautiful Al that she actually was. The worst of it all was that it was all because of me. Liam Payne, the international pop star in One Direction, 1/5 of the heart throbs on Earth.

But things take a different toll on Al. I was just the older brother to her. I was the guy that stood by her, I was her best friend. I was all that she had to put up with and sacrifice herself for. I was all of that until fame got the best of me. Al was always humble and sweet, she doesn’t really like all the attention that was magnetised to her when I got famous.

I hated this feeling. The feeling of guilt that someone else has to suffer because of me. Danielle got emotionally unstable when I was with her, people kept pestering her and directing all their hatred to her. She never deserved any of it.

Yet again, it’s my fault. It probably sounds stupid because the boys constantly remind me that speaking such words was equivalent to saying that it was my fault for every moment that it decides to rain.

If it was actually assumed to be in that way, I would have relaxed and tried to assure myself better. The problem was you couldn’t blame my existence for a single drop of rain that pours but you could blame me for people suffering because I am famous. I had a choice, to be famous or not to be but I picked the first choice because of my selfish mindset.