okay so this chapter is in Andreas point of view (:
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//Andreas pof//
~2 hours after Kian and Bobby arrive in New York~
I choose the song Roses by The Chainsmokers to play as I look out the window side view of the plane. Tapping the Snapchat app on my I-Phone I take a photo of the cloudy view as the plane begins to land and I post it on my snapchat story. Turning off my phone and putting it into my purse, I admire the view. It really is beautiful. From this high everything looks so small, like little ants homes, running around in their town.
Honestly I really can't wait to get off this plane, behind me is a four year old boy who seems just as excited as me to be landing now. The whole time I've been on the plane he has been screaming, crying and kicking my seat. His mother kept apologising to me and I kept reassuring her it was totally fine that a little boy was ruining my sleep.
What a fucking angel he was.
And even better! In front of me is an old couple who needs everything to be quiet or they cannot possibly survive. I mean I agree grandpa, but every time the four year old boy would make any sound the old couple would turn around and sush them. Then the mother of the boy would argue with the old couple saying "oh he's only four, shut you're old dirty mouth"
Yeah she actually said that.
They argued back and forth the whole trip, and every once in a while you would hear "kids these days, don't know anything"
Fuck, their arguing got that bad that I had to put on my earphones and listen to the loudest music I had like that My Chemical Romance stuff.
The mother of the four year old looked like she was in her early 20's and she looked so stressed out. So long story short, I'm sure me, the old couple and the single mother with a four year old son, are out of their seats excited to get off this plane.
As the plane begins to land my anxiety starts to kick in. The plane lands and I undo my seatbelt and grab my bags.
"From Los Angeles we've landed in New York City. Passengers please grab all your belongings and exit the plane." The air hostess says on the speaker.
All five of us scramble out of our seats and push are way to the front of the plane to get off.
As I step off the plane I feel a relief and I walk out into the airport. Suddenly someone stops me and I turn around.
"I am so sorry for my son." It was the single mother and her son and she looked very stressed out.
"Hey, it's alright" I smile politely at her and then walk away to grab the rest of my bags at the baggage clan.
The airport is giant and has big marble walls and nice wooden flooring with a glass chandelier, not to mention there was people everywhere. Through the reflection of a near by widow I look at my reflection, long purple hair, a tight blue jean skirt half that goes half way above my knees, and a black mesh long sleeved shirt. Hmm not looking too bad.
Walking out of the airport, I look around at the tall skyscrapers, all the lights, and well most of all there was thousands of people everywhere. I grab my phone and call an uber to come pick me up and drop me off at my hotel.
When the uber arrives, a dark skinned man grabs my luggage for me and places it in the back seat while I follow and sit down.
"Where to?" The uber guy asks
He has a very strong east coast accent.
"Hotel Ferris" I say
I scroll through Instagram and Facebook on the ride, I've been to New York a few times and but I really came here today because I really need to get away from everything and everyone. Ya know?
It only takes about ten minutes until he drops me off at my hotel, which by the way, is one of the tallest hotels in New York. Lucky me!
"Thankyou-?" I tell him, as I begin to exit the uber, while motioning my hands for his name.
"Pete, and you're welcome."
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Oooooo they're both in New York, I wonder what's gonna happen with that ((:
Thankyou for reading x
