getting away

chapter two

I woke up from my distant slumber to find Zayn peering over his seat at me grinning like never before, ”what are you looking at?” I asked grumpily as I hoisted myself up in my chair.” The girls are joining us here!” He said cheerfully by girls he meant Niall, Liam, Harry and his own girlfriends ”oh” I replied smiling slightly. this is all i need, more reasons to think about Hannah when i’m desperately trying to get her out of my head I thought. My eyes wandered over to Niall who gave me a sympathetic smile as if he had read my thoughts. ” Oh and i thought I’d let you know, That beauty over there hasn’t stopped looking at you the whole flight” Zayn said in an attempt to cheer me up. I turned my head over to the girl he had gestured towards, everything came back. Her eyes, her smile, her voice, her perfection I smiled to myself just as she turned round. Seeing I was know awake she quickly turned back around in her seat and covered her face as she turned red.

”If you keep looking at her like that you’ll scare her off BooBear” I turned around to see Harry smirking through his lips.”Shut it you, I wasn’t even looking at her” I said through gritted teeth. Sighing I looked back down at my book I was pretending to read ‘Ben Elton MeltDown’ it was actually quite a good read, but I just couldn’t focus my self, my eyes kept wandering over to where Eleanor sat peacefully listening to music through her earphones. 

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The plane landed and we jumped out of our seats making a dash for the exit, desperate to escape the stuffy plane. I brushed passed Eleanor on the way, our bare arms touching ever so slightly, sending a rush of electricity up my arm and my stomach erupted into a thousand butterfly’s fluttering away inside me. I wanted to stay and chat but Liam dragged me along, it really was to warm. We exited and made our way through customs to grab our bags. We all stood their taking turns to jump on the moving convayorbelt while we waited for our bags to emerge under the curtain. Eleanor stood not far away from me chuckling at us as we failed to stay stood up as we moved along. c’mon louis be a man, ask her for her number I told myself. I wasnt great with this kind of stuff, Im not used to it. Telling myself I’d regret it I wandered over to where she stood.”Hey” I said attempting to sound casual. ”Hey there” She replied whilst still watching the curtain waiting for her bag to come out. ”I was wondering, could I have your number? you know, I fancy staying in touch” I said desperately trying not to sound like I was begging.”Sure” she replied laughing warmly, She took my phone and pressed in the digits for her  number and saved it under her name. ”Thanks” I replied fighting back the huge grin that was making its way onto my face ”I’ll text you later so you’ve got my number” I said before making my way back over to the lads letting the huge grin plant itself on my face.