Haylee's Point of View
My breathing started to accelerate as we entered the busy airport, teeming with people. There was literally no room to even breath. People were constantly knocking into each other, trying to get to their flight.
I stumbled forward, trying to focus on the back of Louis' head that was in front of me. I hate feeling crowded. I feel like I'm being squished and my lungs can't breath. Suddenly, I coudn't see Louis anymore and I started to panic.
"Louis!" I screeched, hoping he'd hear me. I tried walking faster, hoping I'd see him, but I couldn't find him. People kept on shoving into me, causing me to change my direction. My thoughts became jumbled. I couldn't think and my vision seemed clouded.
Suddenly, I felt someone grab my wrist, making me jump. I turned around to see Louis looking at me, a worried expression etched on his face.
"God Haylee, I thought I lost you" he sighed, taking a step closer to me.
"I thought I lost you too" I murmured, grabbing his arm in a death grip. He looked at my hand that was attached to his arm, staring at it for a few seconds before looking away to lead me to our gate.
When we got to our gate, we realized that the flight had been delayed, so everyone was waiting outside in the waiting room. The crowd wasn't that bad anymore, so I let go of Louis' arm and headed to an empty seat beside Louis' mum to wait.
"There you two are. I was afraid the crowd whisked you away" Louis' mum joked. I chuckled lightly and started to pull my dress down. Wearing a dress isn't the most comfortable attire for a plane ride. Louis' dad seemed to notice my self-consciousness, because he jumped up from his seat, grabbing a backpack with him.
"Oh! Haylee I almost forgot. I packed some sweatpants and a shirt for you to wear on the plane if you want. The bathroom is over there if you want to change" he advised as he pointed to the bathroom that was across the room. I jumped up, thanking him while I took my clothes. Louis' mum hadn't changed yet either, so she also grabbed her change of clothes and came with me.
I walked out of the bathroom in my favorite fuzzy grey sweatpants and navy blue sweater. Thankfully, Louis' dad thought to bring shoes. So, instead of wearing heels, I was now wearing my fuzzy slippers. As Louis' mum and I walked back, I noticed that Louis and his dad had also gotten changed into more comfortable clothes.
"They just announced that we can board" Louis' dad informed us as he picked up his carry on bag. Once we reached them, we all walked to our gate, handing the attendant our tickets before going on board.
Once we were on board, we quickly scrambled around to find our seats. Louis' parents were seated a few rows in front of us, so that meant I had to sit with Louis.
"Do you want the window seat?" Louis asked as he stopped at our designated row.
"Yes please" I said, about to slide into the seat until I lost my grip on my phone, making it tumble to the ground. "Shit" I cursed under my breath as I bent down to grab it. I picked it up, inspecting the glass to see if it cracked anywhere. I averted my eyes from my phone's screen to a face that I noticed out of my peripheral vision. I would've never noticed him if he hadn't of been staring at me. When my eyes met his, I felt my stomach drop, fear engulfing me. Why the hell was he on the plane? Was he stalking me? Is he going to Paris with us? What does he want now?
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Louis' Point of View
I waited patiently as Haylee inspected her phone screen. Being her clumsy self, she dropped it. After a few minutes, I started to shuffle on my feet, my patience starting to wear thin. I mean, it shouldn't take her this long to see if her screen is cracked.
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