Don't cry, Harry.

Chapter 30: #CorkInDaCheek

Wow, oh my god, guys. Thank you soo much for liking and reading my story. I feel so accomplished, haha. Thank you also for your feedback. I'm sorry I havent written in a while, but school ended 2 weeks ago for me and ive been partying and went on vacation in france and england. So here's to the 30th chapter. hope ya'll like it:)

Kylie's POV

"What would you like, miss?" A guy dressed up in a costume asked me. Before I could say anything, Louis cut me off. 

"We're all gonna take a bottle of your best champagne to celebrate!" He exclaimed. We all nodded. 

A few minutes later, the guy was back with the bottle. Harry took it from him. 

He placed his hand on the un-opened gold cap, as everyone watched attentively. In one sudden motion, he popped the cap open and the cork went flying. It just so happens that Niall was standing in the front of the plane, in only his boxers. "Look, Zayn! My knickers have your name writtem on 'em!" 

The cork flew and hit Niall right in the butt at the speed of light. A deafening scream emerged out of Niall's lips. "AHHH! MY BUM CHEEK!" He shouted in his little Irish accent. So adorable. 

We all cracked up, not being able to stop laughing. I mean like seriously, bum cheek?! "You all think this is funny?!" Niall screamed. We laughed even harder.

Niall quickly glided his boxers down so we could see his ass. A medium-sized bruise was begining to form. It was already a red-purpleish-blue kind of color. 

"OH MY GOD!" He yelled even louder. My stomach hurt so much just from laughing. I looked over to Harry, who clutched his stomach with one hand, tears begining to form in his eyes. 

This was so hilarious. "Wait! HOLD ON, NIALL. DON'T PUT YOUR PANTS BACK UP!" Louis screamed, wiping his phone out. I heard a 'snap' sound. "I got a picture!" He exclaimed. We all jumped up and circled around him. 

If was a photo of Niall's butt-crack and a pig ball-shaped bruise on one of hit butt cheeks. 

Louis exited out of the picture and clicked on his Twitter app. "No! You cannot put that on Twitter, Lou!" Liam said. 

Louis' smile faded. "Why not, Li?! It's priceless!!!"

"I said no, Louis. Management will get sooo mad. I mean, at least edit his crack out." Liam chuckled. We all cracked up again.

"Okay." Louis muttered. We all went back to our seats. 

My phone vibrated. It was a notification from Twitter, so I opened it. 

Louis_Tomlinson: You'd never guess where the champagne cork hit @NiallOfficial! Let's get #CorkInDaCheek trending! @KylieThompson @Harry_Styles @ZaynMalik @Liam_Payne

We all chuckled. In a matter of seconds, #CorkInDaCheek was trending all over the world. The power of the Tomlinson, oh yeah(;

I clicked on my mentions. I had a lot of compliments, and then I had the very few usual hate messages. Whatever. I then clicked on my profile. 200,000 more followers. Woohoo! I now had 3 million followers on Twitter, holy shit. 

"That's great, man, but what do we do about my bum?" Niall asked. 

"Well, you could get your ass out of my face." I giggled, slapping his naked butt. He chuckled, and pulled his boxers up. 

"Ow." He muttered, walking away. 

"Excuse me, Mr. Flight Attendant? Would you please put some ice on my friend, here's, butt cheek?" Zayn called. The man's eyes widened, and he then turned around. 

I heard him sigh. When he was out of eye sight, we all cracked up in laughter. What the actual fuck? 

Zayn frowned. "Um, sir?! I WAS BEING SERIOUS!" He yelled out after him. 

Harry's POV

She looked so beautiful and peaceful while sleeping. I was too scared to wake her up.

"Guys! I'm afraid to wake her up!" I whispered. 

Louis stepped up from the circle. "HAVE NO FEAR, SUPER-LOUIS IS HERE!" He screamed.

"Mmm! Thanks for the wake up call, Lou!" Kylie muttered in a husky voice. 

"Oh, that wasn't supposed to wake you up, I was gonna have Niall fart in your face!" Louis smiled. 

"Oh, LIKE I WOULD HAVE EVER ACCEPTED." Niall yelled, still rubbing his arse-cheek. We chuckled. 

I kissed Kylie on the cheek. Her eyes fluttered open. "Hey." She whispered sleepily. 

"I just wanted to tell you that we landed."

"Okay," She started saying, plopping up on her elbows so that she could get up. 

"No, shh. Babe, go back to sleep, I'll carry you." I slowly kissed her on her forehead. She smiled, her dimples emerging from her cheeks. Just after that, she dozed off in my arms. 

"Guys, out here!" A familiar voice shooted in my ears. We all turned around in our tracks. 

"PAUL!!!" Niall screamed. All of the boys ran up to our 'babysitter' and jumped in his arms. Except me. I just stayed in my spot, obviously unable to jump in Paul's arms, since Kylie was in mine.

"What, Haz, no hug?" Paul said hurtfully. I shrugged, chuckling. Paul finally saw Kylie in my arms despite the darkness. 

"Ah. Hold on. I'll carry her." Paul said, setting some suitcases down. 

"No. MY GIRLFRIEND." I exclaimed in a little kid voice, turning around so that Kylie was out of Paul's arm-reach. I snapped my head around so I could still see his face. 

He was giving me a weird look. "What? She's my girlfriend. No one else can touch her." I smiled at him. He shrugged.

He sigh, and we all followed him and our other guards who were carrying our suitcases. 

"And then you ask why you need a babysitter." Paul muttered under his breath. 

Just then, someone's phone went off. The ringtone was Nicki Minaj's ''Starships''.  

"MINE!" Louis screamed. I chuckled. He didn't answer his phone, so the chorus of the song went on. Just then, we all looked at each other like we knew what was about to happen. 

"BIG BOOBS, WERE MEANT TO FLYYYYY! NIPPLES UP, AND TOUCH THE SKYYYY!" We all screamed-sung in harmony.

"Harry! You're too loud." Kylie muttered in my chest sleepily. She looked so comfortable in my arms as I carried her bridal-style. 

"Shut up, Ky." I joked. 

"My boyfriend is so nice to me."

"Awe, you guys are soooo adorbs!" Zayn yelled out. "Let me take a picture!" I stopped in my tracks, and rose Kylie a little more up so her head could rest on my chest. Her grasp around my neck tensed for a second, trying to adjust to her new position. THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID. 

I grinned like an idiot, as the flash went on. It kind of hurt my eyes, considering I was so used to the darkness outside. 

"MMMhm. What was that light?" Kylie whispered. 

"I said shut up, my little sex slave!" I screamed. 

"Okay." She yawned like a little girl. Aw, I love my girl. :)