Opposites ~ n.h (rewriting)

Chapter 17: Long Way Home.

* This chapter is based on the song 'Long Way Home' by 5 Seconds of Summer :) If you know the lyrics of the song, you'll see a lot of it in this chapter ;p*

Me and Harry had a lot of fun the past week. He even took me to Nandos again. I don't even know why he did that but I wasn't complaining though. I am so happy he send that random text, you don't even know. "It's time to go." I say taking a last sip of my tea while checking the time. "Yeah I guess." Harry says a bit sad. "Don't you worry I'm not going to die. We both go over to Cheshire for Christmas and meanwhile there is the amazing invention of Skype and Phones." I smile but can't help to be a little sad. This boy is like a brother to me, we may have had a falling out for a year but we found our way back to each other and to me, that means a lot. "Can't you just transfer to London?" He sighs. "I could ask you the same thing... I'd rather not drive 4 hours to Cheshire or take the plane." I tell him, wrapping my arms around his torso.

"Buh-bye, love ya." I kiss his cheek. "Love ya too guuurll." Harry says in an overacted American accent and a weird face. I laugh as I walk towards security, turning around for one last wave. "See you in Cheshire." I call over all the people. "See you in Cheshire." Harry calls back, smiling as he waves back. 

I sigh as I pass through security easily and take a seat in one of the well-known uncomfortable chairs. I pull my phone out and text Niall. 

Luna: Ni, can you take a bus to the airport to pick me up? I miss you and I'm tired. xox I love you. 

It's 5 in the evening and the plane leaves at 6, that means I will arrive in Manchester at 7 and if baggage claim is going fast I will be leaving Manchester Airport at half past 7. I pull my earplugs and listen to some music. The Fray mostly, ever since I heard it when I was in the car with Louis and Eleanor, I can't stop listening to their songs. I tap along with my fingers on the chair as my mouth soflty mouths the lyrics. Suddenly the song is cut off by somebody calling me. I look at the caller ID and immediately answer.

"Niall?" I speak as soon as I have the phone pressed to my ear. "Yeah, babe. Why do you want me to take the bus?" He asks me. "Because my car is still at the airport and I don't feel like driving home" I explain. "And?" I can hear the smirk that is probably appearing on his face right now. "And I miss you. Like hell." I sigh, giving in. I'm not used to this 'sharing feelings' thing yet as you've probably noticed. In a text it's fine but face to face or - like right now - voice to voice is a whole other story. "That's what I wanted to hear. I miss you too, love. I tried to stay away from the alcohol and drugs but I couldn't. Not when you were in London, 300 miles away from me." He tells me honestly. Am I happy he reached towards drugs? No. Am I dissappointed? No. He tried, and I'm happy he did at least that. 

"It's okay. I'm not disappointed. I'm happy you tried. Next time I'm away, please call me when you have the urge to start using." I ask him. I really want to help him stop with all the drug bullshit because I know he can't do this on his own. "Thank you." He pauses before speaking again. "I will be there at 7 to pick you up, okay." 

"Okay, see you then Niall." I tell him, slowly ending the call because my flight was just announced. "See you in an hour. I love you." He says. He probably heard the announcement through the phone. "I love you too." I whisper as I end the call, grab my bag and make my way to the plane. 

I get a hundred fake smiles from staffmember  as I make my way inside the plane and take my seat by the window. Thank God I have a window seat and I pray to God at the same time that the passenger that will be sitting next to me will be at least a little nice. I focus on the moving cars and people around the plane who are getting everything ready for the flight. "Oh excuse me." I hear a woman's voice behind me and when I turn my head I see a short, older woman making her way through the aisle and plopping down in the seat next to me with a deep sigh.