The Rich and Poor 》 l.t Book 1 ✅

Chapter Twenty-Four

A/N I didn't want to place this in London, Doncaster or Holmes, because I wanted something different, but I don't know places, nor could be bothered to search, so it's in Doncaster :D

-Louis's POV-

Finally, I was almost back home from Australia, the trip was long and I had been asleep for most of it. This time I didn't have a young lad to talk to, only this grumpy, over middle-aged man. I didn't dare to say anything in case he snapped at me. 

His hair was graying and he was going bald, his face was starting to get wrinkles and there was constant frown on his face. I don't know if it was just him or the fact he had to sit next to a teenager, either way, he needs to brighten up a little.

The seat belt sign flashed on, signalling we were landing soon. I smiled, I could finally be back home and hold Bella close to me. I am worried also, the other night when I told her only three more days she seemed upset. It hurt, maybe she had changed her mind hated me?

I started to grow more and more worried as we came closer to our destination. I was thinking about all the negatives, Bella not liking me, Harry and Bri wanting nothing to do with me anymore... The list goes on and on. 

There was a slight rock of the plane as it descended and I gripped the arm rest of the seat, I wasn't too fond of the take off or landing. The plane bumped on the ground and went at high speed down the runway towards the bay. 

Once the plane had completely stopped, people were free to go, grabbing there overhead luggage from the compartments above them, blocking many other people who were also getting luggage or waiting to leave the plane. I, luckily, managed to grab my bag quickly so all I had to was wait patiently for the people ahead of me to leave. Which, again, luckily, didn't take long. I hurried off the plane and waited for my parents to get off too. 

When they finally did, they looked exhausted, worse then me. We walked off together to grab our luggage that was put underneath the plane and then left the airport. I was glad to be back home, the once warmish weather of the summer in Doncaster now starting to get cold again. We walked over to where, unfortunately, a limo was parked. The chauffeur packed our luggage, with my help, since I really hate the fact people actually have to do or want to do this. 

I then joined my parents in the back seat, who once again only encouraged conversation with me about football. I was actually quite annoyed about it lately, I don't know why though, it's never been a bother, I used ignore it, or go along with it. But the conversation changed suddenly when they realised I wasn't going to continue with their football talk.

"When are we going to meet this girl?" my mum asked me, a yawn also escaping her lips. "It's Hailey right?"

"I don't know when you'll meet her" again dodging who it is, but they seemed to tired to notice.

"I would love to meet her" my mum continued. 

I rolled my eyes, there is no way they'll be meeting Bella, unless she wants to, and there sure as hell won't be any way they'll be meeting my "girlfriend" Hailey. Just as if she knew I was speaking about her I got a text from Hailey. I opened it to see

I'm getting closer to finding out who this girlfriend of yours is. I've also found a few people willing to help me. Better watch your back Tommo xx 

The only person to send a threat then put kisses would only be Hailey. Even though I still have her number in my phone, so I know it's her anyway. I ignored the text, not being bothered to play her silly little game and went to text Bella, Harry and Bri to in from them on my arrival back home, but if I did I know they'll want to see me and to be honest, even with the sleep on the plane, I feel tired and just want to sleep.