Hello, Mr. Impossible

Chapter 17

Hi. 3': I'm sorry. Thank you so much for the votes and comments and they mean a ton to me. 2,400 reads is honestly so much to me, and I can only thank you guys so many times before you start throwing pineapples at my head lol.

So, this is my last chapter..

JK! LOL. Like I'd finish now. xD Note the sarcasm. I still have another 20 chapters to go plus another book ahahahaha. Did I scare you guys?

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"Welcome to flight-" The pilot starts before Niall covers my ears and sings loudly in my ears.

"Cause you've got that! One thingggg!" He sings happily, causing specks of his saliva to land on my right cheek. I rub them away in fake disgust and glare at Niall who is smirking cheekily at me.

"Niall, why can't I know where we're going?" I pout, jutting out my bottom lip sadly. He shrugs and looks away. If only I could weasel it out of him . . .

"Pwease, Niall! Tell me!" I whine, bouncing in my chair. He shakes his head and crosses his arms stubbornly and I let out a, 'hmmph' before sinking down in my seat and snatching out my iPod. At least I had something to keep me company.

I plug one earplug in and turn to see Niall talking to one of the younger flight attendants. At first I think they're flirting, and thats when I realize Niall is asking about the menu.

I sigh. No shocker there.

"Alright, so can I get a cup of vanilla pudding - wait, no - vanilla and chocolate - wait, no, two cups of vanilla and chocolate, wait,-" Niall starts before I cut him off.

"Get us two cups of chocolate pudding and one cup of vanilla." I smile softly to the young woman before she nods and walks off. Suddenly the engines start and I clutch Niall's arm which is resting on the arm rest.

"Oh god Niall, this is the worst part!" I whimper, doe eyes wide in ear.

"I thought you rode an airplane here to England?" Niall asks skeptically.

"I did, but taking off and landing scares the crap out of me." I say shakily.

The airplane starts taking off full speed and I bury my head into Niall's chest, eyes squeezed shut.

"Niall, Niall!" I squeal lightly, my body clamped on so tightly that I'm surprised Niall isn't complaining.

"I like taking off." Niall chirps and I growl into his red polo shirt that fit him quite nicely.

"Not helping." I bark, exasperated.

"Sorry. Just think of something that makes you happy and listen to your music. Zayn gets scared all the time and thats what comforts him the most." Niall says soothingly, rubbing my shoulders affectionately.