Fading // m.e

five.

ANALISE’S POV

“We will be landing shortly. Please fasten all seatbelts and remain seated; and thankyou for flying with American Airlines.” The flight attendant spoke.

I was so glad we were landing. I have serious ass cramps, well, that and I feel really dizzy, which is weird because I’m usually the best when it comes to flying or travelling long distances.

“You alright?” Nash asked.

“Yeah, just a bit light headed.” I replied. Staring at me with concern, he passed me his plastic cup of water and a half eaten pack of peanuts.

“What?” I ask, staring at his leftovers.

“Drink and eat. You might feel better.” He instructs.

“Sure thing Dr. Nash.” I reply as I take a small sip of water and pop a salty peanut in my mouth.

“Speaking of doctors, mom had planned out all your check-ups for our trip. Here in Chicago we have… hmm.. Dr. Emmett.” He spoke while checking a bunch of papers. I was glad that wasn’t left with me – by now it’d be out the window of the plane in the hands of an Indian market merchant or something like that.

“Uh yeah sounds so fun.” I reply sarcastically.

“How often will I be seeing him?”

“Just once while we’re staying here, then we move on to Dr. Claret in Atlanta and you have 2 scheduled appointments with him. Then in Orl-” He spoke.

“Should we wake Hayes up?” I asked, wanting to change the subject - even just talking about appointments made me shiver.

“Yeah. I feel bad for him. I mean, look who he’s sitting next to.” Nash pointed to the small child who was screaming, crying and carrying on; it was like that the whole flight. This definitely not going to be one of the better memories for Hayes.

“Hayes. Ha-”

He interrupted me with a loud sulky moan, and some muffled words.

“Huh?” I asked, unable to comprehend what he was trying to say.

“Why did you wake me uupp?” He mumbles angrily.

“We’re here.” I say as I feel the plane touch wheels touch the floor as we finally land, the turbulence shaking my body.

“Alright let’s go. I need to get away from any toddler within 100 metres before I crack.” He sleepily exaggerates while we all stretch and retrieve our hand carry at our headboards.

“Alright. Quick run through of names again.” I instruct, as we make our way to the luggage carousel for the rest of our luggage.

“Ok, so there’s Cameron Dallas, Shawn Mendes, the Jacks –“

“The ‘Jacks’? What are they, like twins?” I ask, amused at such a name to classify two people.

“They’re best friends – Jack Johnson is the blonde, and Jack Gilinksy is the brunette. Nice guess though… ” Nash chuckles while trying to spot our luggage.

“And then there’s Taylor Caniff, Aaron Carpenter, Matthew Espinosa and Carter Reynolds.” Hayes finishes.

“Ok so out of them, I’ve only seen Shawn, Taylor and I think Carter, on Vine and social media. Oh and Matt too!” I remember, happy with myself for actually bothering to do some research before we left North Carolina.

“Cool. They’re nice guys, don’t worry.” Nash adds as he finally grabs the entire pile luggage.

“NASH! HAYES! GUYS! OVER HEEEREEE!” I hear someone scream from half across the building.