Lost Boy; C.h.

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Cal

"We can leave!" Michael yelled when he opened our door. Ryan and I were still asleep, and are now awake and annoyed. Then we realized what he said.

"Really?!" Ryan asked, extremely excited about the news.

"We can leave! We just got a call saying airplanes can finally fly." He added. Ryan leaped out of bed and started to throw her stuff into her bag, as well as my stuff into mine.

This has been an... an interesting trip. I'm glad it's done. Due to a lot of complaining, we got tickets for free. Emma just had severe charm. Well that's not the right word.

"Listen here you little shit. My friends and I've been stuck here for fucking over half of the month. We have school in about two weeks. We need to get home right the fuck now. Got it?" Isn't something I'd call charming. She's persuasive.

So we did get shitty seats but we're not complaining. We get to go back to Sydney and that was amazing.  In our row, we had Ryan at window seat, I was in the middle, and Emma at isle seat. I don't care about where who else was sitting where.

Ryan was already trying to sleep, and she was moving positions in the uncomfortable chair. There was a door behind us so we couldn't recline. So sleeping was close to impossible. But Ryan and eventually beat the odds. She was asleep as the rest of us had to wait the hour before the actual take off fully conscious. I was jealous to be honest.

She was a pretty girl in general. But the fact that she could pull of double chins and her mouth wide open was pretty special to me.

She's special to me- fuck I'm cheesy.

I kissed her fore head, and tried to lean back to sleep. But I just couldn't.

This'll be a long plane ride.

I grabbed my carry on as soon as the seat belt button turned off. I brought it to my seat and grabbed some stuff. I grabbed my headphones and a book.

I plugged in the cord into his phone and turned it on. I opened the music app and scrolled through before finally settling on Good Charlotte. I shuffled their songs. I turned the phone off and slid it into my jeans pocket. I then opened my book.

It's called Why you shouldn't care. It's my favorite book and I'm almost done with it.

You see I'm not a big reader, and I'm not usually seen as one. Especially not as a reader of girly books like these.

"I suppose you know this wouldn't work out. Like I did." Josiah said. His voice filled with anger and frustration.

"Actually I did." Emily cried.
"But I love you so much, I simply hoped we could defeat the odds." She said. Josiah's angry mood softened, seeing the love of his life crying over him. She was frustrated and sat on the floor. He sat right next to her.

"Maybe we can think of something. I love you too. You know that, right Emily?" He asked. His voice suddenly softer and more delicate that before during this argument.

"Yes, Jo. I know." She said. He placed a kiss delicately in her lips. She kissed him back.

"You always say I shouldn't care." He said breaking the kiss.

"But you're what I care about most in the world."

"I feel the same for you Jo."

"You also know that. Don't you Em?"

"Yes, Jo. I know."

I closed the book. And I realized he was almost crying. Emma noticed and laughed. I'm glad Ryan wasn't awake to give me a hard time.

"What happened?" She asked me as I blew air out of his mouth.

"It's just sad." I said. I put my book back into my bag. Then I realized that it was over, and there would be no more Jomily. That's their ship name. It was heart breaking to me. Knowing I'll never hear about two people, so perfect for each other, ever again. I shook my head, ridding my mind from my thoughts as a lady came around with a drink cart. I ordered a Coke. When the food cart came by, I ordered some Chex mix. I put my tray down and ate. When they came around with garbage clean up, I threw it away and put the tray up again.

I finally felt tired and found a comfortable position. Then I fell asleep again.
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I woke up to the plane shaking and bouncing violently. I thought we crashed into something and I was gonna die,

But no. The plane just landed. Then I realized I didn't have a ride home. When we got off the plane I texted my mom.

To momma: I know you live close to the airport. Can you pick up me and Ryan? Also can we stay there overnight?

From momma: Yes and yes. And it's Ryan and I ,Calum.

I rolled my eyes at her. Even though we were talking through a phone.

To momma: thanks mommmm.

I was really a momma's boy.

"Who were you texting?" Ryan asked.

"My mom. And she's picking us up. Can we stay at their house overnight?" I asked her, like I did to my mom.

"Sure." She said. She rubbed her eyes.

"But I haven't seen them in forever. What if they don't like me anymore?" She asked suddenly worried. I laughed and she glared at me.

"You know they love you. Mali's gonna be there." I persuaded, knowing how much she loved Mali. Her face lit up at me saying her name.

"Yay! Let's go." I laughed.

"You know, I feel like you should be dating my sister instead of me." She smirked.

"I wouldn't say no if she asked me out. But she's not really my type." She laughed. I laughed too. It was gonna be a great night.