Castaways

FOUR

Niall's POV

"What's your seat?" Harry said and looked up from his own airplane ticket.

I unfolded my ticket and scanned it.

"It says Seat 13 B,"

Harry rolled his eyes.

"I'm sitting at Seat 21 A,"

Oh shoot.

I stopped walking and turned back to Louis and Liam.

"What are your seats?" I asked both of the boys. Liam checked his plane ticket.

"It says Seat 16 A," He frowned.

Louis checked his.

"Seat 16 B!" He smiled.

Both of the boys gave each other a playful high-five.

"Great. Niall and I have to sit next to total strangers for an entire 7 hours!" Harry groaned and wiped his eyes. I bet he was tired. We all were.

I mean, Australia was great and all, but our schedule was out of control. To morning shows, to late night talks, we hardly had time it just sit down and relax.

We kept on walking through the airport. Some girls pointed and screamed but they didn't approach us. Maybe they knew it was too early for that stuff.

"Hey Harry, who was that girl you were talking to?" Liam asked Harry suspiciously.

I raised my eyebrow and waited for him to answer.

Harry's cheeks flushed and he looked down at the dirty airport floor.

"Why are you blushing?" Louis questioned the curly haired boy.

Harry ran his hands through his hair nervously.

"It was nothing!"

Liam laughed.

"The last time I saw you look at a girl like that was at your mom!" He joked.

Harry gave Liam a death glare.

"OMG IS THAT ONE DIRECTION?!??"

Shrieks filled the vast now full airport. There goes out cover.

Teenage girls were now running towards us. Like a pack of wild animals. I think I even saw foam forming at the corner of a girls mouth.

"Shit," Louis mumbled.

I glanced at the boys with wide eyes.

"What do we do?"

Liam gulped and saw the herd of girls getting closer.

"RUN!" He exclaimed.

And we were off.

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Harry's POV

Why am I running again?

The screams of fans reminded me of why.

I was behind of course. Louis was ahead, then Liam, then Niall.

And then there was me.

How do they expect me to run in these shoes? I'm glad I didn't say that out loud.

"THERES OUR GATE!" Liam pointed a door surrounded by flight attendants .

We all ran up to the counter with out tickets in our hands.

One by one, the lady scanned our ticket and let us in the plane.

"Have a good flight," The lady smiled.

"Thank You,"

The four of us walked wearily down the long hallway to the plane.

"I'm going to sleep the entire time," Liam stated. We all agreed.

It was not long until we reached the front entrance of the gate. As I stepped onto the plane, I said a silent goodbye to Australia.

I really wanted to stay longer here.

The flight attendants greeted us and gestured for us to find our seat.

I walked down the long boring aisle. People looked at me and quickly looked away. Was there something in my teeth?

I then realized I was famous. You do forget sometimes!

Gosh, I need to stop talking to myself.

"Here's my seat," Niall stated. He opened the compartment above and put his backpack inside.

I kept on walking with Louis and Liam.

"This is us Harry," Louis said, while sliding into his own seat.

Liam patted me on the shoulder.

"See you in L.A,"

With my heavy backpack on my shoulder, I searches for my seat.

Seat 19.

Seat 20.

Seat 21.

It was her. The girl at the airport. WHO I THOUGHT WAS HOT.

And she was sitting next to me.

Oh yes.