Shattered {Sequel to Deranged}

Chapter 4

Sky's POV

"MY GOSH SKY COULD YOU BE ANY SLOWER?!"

"I'm coming James! Just shut up!"

In case you can't tell, I'm being rushed, and that feel gives me anxiety. And my anxiety makes me physically sick.

It felt like I was forgetting all my stuff when in reality I just needed my tooth brush. James being the impatient "I have to be on time everywhere" kinda person, he's ticked I'm taking forever. Finally I felt complete, with Luna's food bowl filled up enough for a week, I grabbed my bag and ran to the car.

Pissed at James for rushing me, I chucked my bag into the trunk of James' precious car (what's with men and there stupid cars anyway) and stomped to the passenger side.

"Bout time" James muttered under his breath. I swear if I wasn't so tired or sick feeling, I'd go off on him.

"Crap! I forgot my damn medicine" I panicked. "Oh no! We aren't going back we'll miss the flight. They'll have something on the plane you'll be fine!"

He was right. I just have to relax.

The silence wasn't awkward at all, it soothed the pounding pain in my temples and relaxed me.

"I'm sorry" James quietly apologized as he pulled his bags out of the trunk.

"It's fine, I can take those" I reached out, referring to my luggage bag. I popped up the handle as it made annoying sounds while it rolled over the bumpy pavement. "I'm glad you're coming with me" James smiled.

"Of course, I'm happy I came too!"

The green neon sign that read "Store" was my signal of relief for my aching headache that returned because of this noisy airport.

"I'll wait here" James sat down in what looked like the only open chair.

Obviously they thought they were better than any other store because I almost broke my bank account for some candy and medicine. The scowl I gave the cashier was clearly taken offensive, good.

"They just called our flight number for boarding, are you ready?" James informed me. I smiled and nodded.

The amount of people swarming the airport, rude people at that, was insane. I accidentally bumped an mid-aged woman with my suitcase, and you would've thought I just shot her dog. Luckily James was there to pull me away before the lady got a fist to the nose.

"Harry would've let you rip on her" my subconscious reminded, which I mentally cursed her out for.

I was embarrassed to tell James I had never been on an airplane before, so I kinda just followed his lead. Thankfully I got through the very invasive security check and we are getting are tickets scanned and passports checked now so we can board.

"You ok?" James asked, referring to my previous ill state. "Yah, a lot better now, the medicine helped" I reassured him.

He took my hand in his and kissed my forehead as we sat in our first class seats, courtesy of James' work. "This is really exciting" I exclaimed, loud enough for the next 5 rows of people to hear. "I'm glad, I was really worried you'd be nervous!"

"No! I'm so excited! I really wanna see a new place and America is perfect!"

James kissed me as the pilot came on over the loud speaker.

"Ladies and Gentlemen our flight will take off in 5 minutes, so please fasten you're seat belts until we are safely in the air. So please relax and enjoy your flight to Fayetteville, North Carolina USA"