The Irish One {N.H}

Chapter 53

"Honey are you sure you have everything?"

"Yes Mom, for the tenth time don't worry. Everything is under control."

"Okay dear, have fun okay?" she said as I walked out my front door with a suitcase, headed for the lads car.

"Okay, bye! Love you!"

"Love you too Isabelle," she closed the door as we drove off.

"Ready to be signed?" Zayn asked.

"I'm ready," I smiled from ear to ear.

Liam sat in the drivers seat as we began to make our way to the airport with Zayn in the passengers seat. Louis and Harry sat in the middle row with Niall and I seated in the very back row, hand in hand. Louis leaned forward and turned on some music, blasting it through the car.

Jason, haha

Get jazzy on 'em, I'm that flight that you get on, international
First class seat on my lap girl, riding comfortable
'Cause I know what the girl them need, New York to Haiti
I got lipstick stamps on my passport, make it hard to leave

Been around the world, don't speak the language
But your booty don't need explaining
All I really need to understand is
Will you talk dirty to me?
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me

Get jazzy on 'em, you know the words to my songs
No habla inglés
Our conversations ain't long
But you know what it is
I know what the girl them want, London to Taiwan
I got lipstick stamps on my passport
I think I need a new one

Been around the world, don't speak the language
But your booty don't need explaining
All I really need to understand is
Will you talk dirty to me?
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me
Talk dirty to me

Uno, met a friend in Rio
Dos, she was all on me-o
Tres, we could ménage à three-o
Cuatro, oh (2 Chainz!)

Dos Cadenas, close to genius
Sold out arenas, you can suck my penis
Get with arenas, guns on deck (Deck)
Chest to chest, tongue on neck (Neck)
International oral sex
Every picture I take, I pose a threat
Boat or jet, what do you expect?
Her pussy so good I bought her a pet
Anyway, every day I'm trying to get to it
Got her saved in my phone under "Big Booty"
Anyway, every day I'm trying to get to it
Got her saved in my phone under "Big Booty"

Been around the world, don't speak the language
But your booty don't need explaining
All I really need to understand is
Will you talk dirty to me?
Talk dirty to me, yeah yeah
Talk dirty to me, talk to me
Talk dirty to me, oh yeah, get jazzy on her (What? I don't understand)

We continued to sing along to songs and play games to waste some time until we arrived at the airport. Our flight was scheduled to take off around 7:20 pm, and would be about an hour and ten minutes long, before we would land at the airport in London.

"Okay, so when we get out, Paul will be at the front gate waiting for us. We are going around back to avoid as many people as possible, though there will still be many there if it's like most other times," Liam explained.

"So everyone, pair up. Me and Zayn, Louis and Harry, Niall and Isabelle," Liam continued as we all nodded, before pulling up in the back parking lot of the airport.

Niall took hold of my hand as we all stepped out in pairs, trying to stay close together. Every here and there, the boys stopped for pictures or an autograph, but all in all, we got through fairly quickly.

Paul waited for us at the door and lead us inside, helping us get through the huge crowd the stood inside, only hearing a few mean names and shouts directed towards me.

"Flight 352, British Airways to London, please come board your plane now," a voice came over the speakers after we went through all of the gates.

"Good luck," Paul said as he waved to us.

London here we come.