(A/N: I haven't used Wattpad for months, I apologise. I'm afraid I very much doubt I will be updating any stories I have on here now, including this one. I wrote this as I can't sleep and I'm bored. I've practically left the phandom now, so this is truly from boredom. Please don't comment asking for an update on this as it's not an ongoing thing and there will not be another part, however I do appreciate the support.
Thank you to all who have read my stories, commented, and liked. It means a lot. <3)
"How long are you leaving me for again?" Phil called to Dan, who was in his bedroom packing the last things for his holiday, or so Dan liked to say. It wasn't a true holiday, but a business holiday. He had been called to America for some meetings.
"Just a week, Phil." Dan chuckled to himself, he knew Phil couldn't stand being alone and almost always had to invite someone over. He stuffed in his camera before zipping up the suitcase and walking to the lounge, "See you next week, yeah? The hotel has wifi, I already checked, so if you get too lonely you can skype me or something."
Phil laughed and shook his head, "I'm not a kid, I'll be fine alone for a few days."
Dan shrugged, "Sure."
Dan arrived at the airport soon after, quickly wheeling his suitcase through and onto the conveyer belt, swiping his passport. He quickly searched around for the flight to Los Angeles, before getting onto the plane.
He sighed in relief as he found his seat; no annoying children who would be kicking his seat for the entire flight, no crying babies, no giggly couples, those were the worst types of people on flights. Instead he was surrounded by a couple of elderly people idly chatting, and a few people his age who had earphones in, minding their own business.
Dan got out his phone and scrolled through some tweets, he had previously tweeted about his flight whilst he was waiting at the airport, so his mentions were full of 'have a nice flight!' and 'bon voyage', the usual. He replied to a couple, saying thank you, and favouriting the odd few, before locking his phone and turning on the small TV screen in front of him, picking a movie to watch. After scrolling for a couple of minutes, he settled on The Hunger Games, and the plane took off.
