I Really Mean Forever (Ziall Horlik) (Good Boy, Bad Boy Sequel)

Chapter Five

Niall P.O.V.

Two days later myself and my two stupidest best friends arrive at the airport to go on our holidays to Spain! Well not really, Louis and Harry are going as kind of a holiday for their secret engagement or something, whatever Harry said, and I'm going so I can see my beautiful run away boyfriend. We lounge around the airport during the two hours one must wait beforehand before actually getting on the plane. Because of selected seating, we got two seats together and one separate so I being the third wheel (or rather them being the awkward training wheels on my unicycle) I sat in the single seat beside a random young couple. During the flight I decided to re-read the first, and my favourite, Twilight by Stephanie Meyers. She's always kind of been a favourite author of mine, I had such a thing for Edward Cullen.

Half way through the flight my phone starts to loose battery so I turn off my music to save energy. I just happen to hear some of the people beside me's conversation.

"Awh babe, I promise I'm not attracted to him in any way, shape or form. I just have to keep control of my workers." She says.

"But he doesn't work for you anymore, he works in McDonald's. Why are you so determined to get him?" the man says.

"Because I took him in off the street, fed him, clothed him, and he stole from me and left! I want to make him pay." she replies, hate in her voice yet still gentle.

I glance over to see his head laying on her shoulder. She's holding his hand and stroking it at a regular intervals like clockwork. Her skin is pale as moonlight and her lips are painted blood red with lipstick. Her long brunet hair is pinned up into a bun and her dress is short and bright red, but still professional. The man is wearing a navy suit with a black shirt and looks like he is a lot bigger than the woman. His hair is a short dark blonde and his face has the beginnings of a five o'clock shadow but it looks like it's on purpose.

"But why would you be so bothered with him? He stole, what, a few thousand pound? He paid that back a few months back anyway, why the obsession?" the man continues, softly.

"Because-" she takes a deep breath and pauses for a few seconds, tears falling down her face. "I loved him and he stole my heart and shattered it." she sighs, quickly wiping away the tears. "Talk about a perfect crime gone wrong."

The man's hand turns to a fist beneath hers and his face turns to a pained expression. He lifts his head and looks into her eyes. "I promise no one will ever do that to you again. You have my word." he says through gritted teeth.

"Well I've trusted you with my heart, haven't I boo?" she replies and he places a soft kiss on her cheek, relaxing again back onto her shoulder.

*Harry's P.O.V.*

"I spy with my little eye, something beginning wiiittthhhhhhh" I drag out as we play our silly childish game, trying to find something in the aircraft to pick.

"Come on Hazzabear, pick something." The love of my life playfully groans and I shoot him a cheeky grin.

"I spy with my little eye, something beginning with B." I smirks.

"Is it..." Louis glances around the aircraft. "Burger?" he ask, no doubt noting that the guy beside us is eating a chicken fillet burger.

"Nope."

"Is is a butt?"

"Hah no." 

"A beard?"

"Nope."

"Bald guy?"

"Nope."

He sighs and looks around again.