The next day Niall and I arrived at the airport early in the morning for our last minute flight to LA. As we sat in the boarding area waiting for our flight to be called, I jiggled my leg nervously. A sense of panic overcame by body which was strange because I had never had a fear of flying before. Niall placed a comforting hand on my thigh and squeezed it gently.
"Are you okay?" he looked at me with concern.
"Yeah," I breathed.
"Nervous?"
"Yeah," I repeated.
I looked around the airport at all the happy families waiting to board their flight and take a vacation. Then there was me. Waiting to visit my mum in rehab. I realized where my nerves were coming from. I had no idea why my mum was there or how long she would be. I didn't even know if she was expecting me to visit.
"I'll be here for you," Niall beamed at me, "every step of the way."
I couldn't help but smile at how sweet he was. I was glad Niall was coming along with me. I knew that no matter what Niall would stay by my side and comfort me. He was my rock.
"Thank you," I finally whispered, "so much."
I brought my hand up to his face and traced my thumb over the dimple on his chin. Niall's lips parted but then we looked around at all the families with small children and decided against it. I lowered my hand and entwined it with his. He squeezed my hand lightly as a way of saying it's going to be okay and my nerves faded away.
Shortly after, our flight was called and we boarded the plane hand in hand. We made our way down the isle to nearly the very back of the plane. I had only booked the flight the day before and they were the best seats available. Niall paused to let me take the window seat then sat beside me. I glanced over at Niall and saw him fumbling with his lap belt.
"You need some help there?" I chuckled, reaching over to fasten the strap around his waist.
Niall blushed and lifted his arms to give me better access.
"I've never been on a plane before," he confessed.
"You haven't?" suddenly an idea came to mind and a cheeky grin spread across my face. "You know that when the plane takes off it does a loop in the air?"
I stifled a laugh as a look of sheer terror fell across Niall's face.
"W-what? Why? What good does that do?" he sputtered.
I simply shrugged and leaned back into my seat. Niall's mouth still gaped open as he searched for words. His hand clutched on to the arm rest and I began to feel guilty for lying. After all, I didn't want to tease him too much.
"Ni," I brought his attention back to me, "I'm joking."
He let out a sigh of relief and placed a hand on his chest.
"Jesus Christ Harry you scared the shit out of me," Niall reached over and playfully slapped my arm.
"I'm sorry," I giggled, "flying isn't actually scary at all. I promise."
"Okay," Niall's chest was still rising and falling quickly.
He fiddled with his fingers and I reached out to grab his hand. This time it was my turn to comfort him. I lightly squeezed his hand. It's going to be okay.
The pilot came on over the intercom to announce our destination and go over some safety procedures. While I still had the chance, I texted Louis to check up on him and tell him we boarded the plane. Right after that, the plane took off. Niall seemed tense at first but as the flight went on he relaxed, leaning his head into the crook of my neck.
"Harry?" he whispered.
"Hm?" I mumbled.
"What are you scared about?" he twiddled his thumbs, "like why were you nervous?"
He seemed like he was afraid to ask the question so I placed a kiss on top of his head to assure him it was alright.
"I don't know I just," I sighed, "I'm worried that she doesn't want me there."
"You're her son, why wouldn't she want to see you?," Niall asked, glancing up at me. He looked adorable and remarkably smaller than myself.
"Maybe there's a reason she didn't tell me she was going. I mean she told Gemma but didn't bother to mention it to me," I wondered outloud.
"I'm sure she just didn't want to worry you," Niall stated like it was ridiculous I would think anything otherwise.
"Yeah. Maybe I'm just scared of what I'll find out while I'm there. I don't even know why she's in there."
"She's going to be alright, she's getting help. And I'll be there to make sure everything's okay," Niall comforted me.
"I love you Ni," I smiled.
"I love you too."
My eyelids grew heavy and before I knew it, I dozed off to sleep.
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I really liked all your comments last time :)
remember when zayn thought a plane did a loop in the air because same.
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FanfictionMy name is Harry, I'm nearly 20 years old, and I've never had to work a day in my life. Which is probably why the only job I could get is washing dishes.