Falling: Luke Hemmings Fanfiction

Chapter 4:

I must've fallen asleep. It was night out, and you could see nothing but clouds beneath the plane. No city lights, nothing.

I turn my head over and looked at Marc, who is spacing out on the seat in front of him. He sees me out of the corner of his eye.

"Tired?" He asks,

"Well I must be," I say while outstretching my arms.

"Did you fall asleep with music on?" He points at my iPod.

My iPod was no longer playing music.

"Man, I left it on while I was sleeping... Now it's dead," I say disappointed since there was nothing to do.

"Here, you can listen to my music if you would like... I don't have Man Overboard though." he says nodding at my shirt and handing me a headphone.

I smile, "thanks," and take the headphone.

Marc lays his head against my shoulder and turns on some Ed Sheeran. It's a little weird, but I don't say anything. I assume he is just very outgoing and friendly. I lean my head against the wall of the plane and stare out of the window. I don't like Ed Sheeran too much, his songs are (in a non-critical way) kind of boring. I will admit that this is a good time and place to listen to him though.