When You're Gone [Sequel to SOOS] [Laylor]

Chapter 4: Planes

"If I showed up with a plane ticket, and a shiny diamond ring with your name on it, would you wanna run away too? 'Cause all I really want is you..."

-Louis-

I wake up and try to sit up, only to be met with a soreness in my back. I look around and realize I'm on the floor. The events from earlier come to me and I stand up quickly, ignoring the soreness.

I step on something and I look down to see Harry's phone. I bend down and pick it up. I turn it on and check the time. I see it's 8am. It's already the next day.

I sigh and turn towards Taylor's door. I knock on it. "Taylor, please I know you're in there," I plead through the door. I am met with silence from the other side. I hear a groan from behind me and I turn around to see a tired looking Harry.

"You're so loud," he mutters and I give him a look. "I'm sorry, I'm trying to get the love of my life back," I say and turn back to the door.

My eyes move to the doorknob. I know she locked it, but I don't have anything to lose. I turn the knob and it turns. I scrunch my eyes as I push open the door. I hear Harry gasp behind me.

She's not there.

-Taylor-

I board the plane and rest my head onto the seat. I can't believe it. I was sure they would have found the note and been here by now.

But they aren't.

Maybe they understood what I was saying.

Or maybe they just don't care.

I know I have an interview tomorrow on the subject that happened yesterday and today. I haven't been to an interview in almost a year and tomorrow is going to be the first one since then.

I take a deep breath as they announce we are going to take off. I slip my seatbelt on and lean back again. I close my eyes as my thoughts start to drift while the plane starts to take off.

My interview tomorrow is here in LA, but I will just take a quick flight back. I can't be here any longer, now that I know Louis is after me again.

God, I sound like he is trying to murder me. The truth is that I just can't be with him again. It won't work, because I won't be able to do it. I can't do it.

I open my eyes and turn my head to face out the window. We are up in the air now, I can't back out.

We are told we can take out our phones and I slip mine out of my carry-on bag. I turn it on to see I have 10 missed calls from Louis, and 2 from Niall, and 1 from Kate. I have 34 text messages altogether as well.

I click Niall's contact name and it goes to a call. I lift the phone up to my ear and look around to make sure I won't bother anyone.

"Yeah?" He asks breathlessly. I let out a sigh of relief. "Niall," I breathe out and I can almost hear his worry over the phone. "Tay, are you, ya know, okay? I mean I saw everything that's been happening..." He trails off. "Ni, you should be enjoying your honeymoon. You shouldn't be worrying about me," I whisper and he sighs.

"You're my best friend, Tay. I will always worry about you," he says and I lean my head back. "But are you okay?" He asks and I nod. "Ni, now he's determined. He wants me back, a-and I want to be with him. God, I want to be with him so bad, but..." I trail off. "But what? Taylor I know you love him and he loves you so much. Stop trying to fight him. He will take care of you and he won't leave you, Tay," Niall says and I sigh. "I know that, it's just I can't. Niall you know how I feel. I can't do it. There's so much hate and I can't do it. What if I do go back to him and I have to leave because I can't do it? I can't go through another breakup. It would kill me, Ni. I can't do it," I protest.