P.S. I Love You

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

I arrived at the airport, about an hour before my flight. I caught myself biting my nails, maybe it was because I had a fear of flying, or I was nervous to see Paul. I couldn't tell, my emotions were all swirled together.

"Are you Ms. Witherell?" A young lady in a black trench coat asked politely.

"Uh, yes... Who are you?"

"Follow me."

I stood up my purse in hand and followed this young lady.

"Um, Ma'am who are you?" I restated

She shook her head causing her curly sleek black hair to bounce, and she laughed.

"I forgot to mention my name didn't I?" She giggled. "I'm Eleanor Bron, I'm in Help! Paul told me to find you here, just to make sure you wouldn't get on the wrong plane..."

I chuckled.

"Well thank you. Are we taking a different plane?"

She nodded, and then explained.

"We are taking a private jet!" She exclaimed.

We were silent for a minute then we started talking again.

"You grew up in Liverpool, eh?" She asked.

"Ah yes. You grew up in...?"

"Middlesex."

Our paces stayed the same, her heels clacked and my flats, made no such noise. Eleanor was very pretty. She had long black hair, and gorgeous brown eyes. She was also very tall, something I would love to be.

"Here we are!"

We walked into a little door, that lead us to the runways. In front of us was a large jet, with one blue stripe on the whole plane.

"We have to pick up a few people on the way, so there should be extra seats when you get on."

I climbed the steps that lead to the door attached to the plane.

In front of me was the four, or technically five boys sitting in front of me.

"Boys!"

They jumped up and gave me kisses, then John introduced me to Julian.

"Julian this is Auntie Amelia."

"Hi Julian!"

I leaned down and met eyes with him.

"Auntie Amelia!"

He toddled over to me and hugged me around the neck.

I lifted him up and kissed his cheek.

He giggled, and I returned him to John's arm.

"Where's Cyn?"

He pointed to the loo- bathroom. I still had a habit of saying the loo, after almost 5 years.

"She'll be so excited to see you. She's always asking about you."

Next I saw Paul, his big hazel eyes staring at me.

"Hello Beautiful." He slyly stated

"Hello Charming." I giggled.

He smiled. All the times I needed to the see that smile, all the times I sat and thought about him, this was what I needed. Just a smile, that was enough for me.

I felt a tap on my shoulder. Quickly I spun around on my heels, and saw Cynthia beaming.

"CYNTHIA!!"

She smiled.

"It feels like I haven't seen you in forever."

"That's because I haven't!" She giggled.

We chatted for a few minutes until, we were told to sit down.

"Ugh, is this the Amelia?" Jane muttered

"Yes I'm Amelia, and you?"

I knew who she was.

"I'm Jane Asher."

She turned around and sat down at the nearest chair.

"So that's Jane..."

Paul smirked.

"Are you... Are you jealous of her?"

That made me incredibly angry.

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?"

He shrunk in his chair.

"NO!!" I slammed my hands on my seat.

"You just seem so angry, I just thought..." His voice trailed off.

I quickly kissed him.

"I'm not mad. Just disappointed."

"By what?"

"Nothing."

I simply turned away and felt myself falling asleep.

(A/N)

Sorry for short chapter. Next two will be really really AMAZING!!

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