Little Games

Chapter 29: We'll Make It . . . We Promise

So long since I last updated, but guess why?

I was planning the third book.

Yep, you heard me right.  After this book ends, it isn't over yet.

Enjoy!

                                        Sofia's POV

An immediate flight back to the States isn't hard to find when you have an emergency jet waiting for you.

     I struggled to get into the plane, but Niall made it easier when he picked up my carry-on from behind.

"Thank you." I whispered, a subtle smile being sent in his direction.

"You're welcome." He responded, a grin rising on his face as it did on mine.

     Darcy was just like I remembered her; warm and open.

     I sat on the first booth to the left as Liam, Zayn and Niall followed my lead since they were the only ones allowed to escort me back to the US of A.

"It's been too long." I said as I patted one of the plane's window sills.

     As soon as Liam sat down on his seat, his eyes fixated on me.

"You couldn't stay away from trouble, couldn't you?" Liam said; his fists visible to my sight since he set them on the table that separated us both.

"Can't I always?" I sighed as I ran a hand through my hair, Niall's eyebrows furrowing at our remarks.

"What do you mean?" Niall said as he faced my direction; he was sitting next to me as Liam sat in front of me.

"Well, of what happened back there, Niall. Isn't it obvious?" Zayn said, a cup of tea being set in front of him as he smirked; he was sitting to Liam's left.

"You have all the boys falling for you, don't you, Sofia?" Zayn said, his eyes glinting with mischief as he looked at me.

     I broke away from his gaze, not daring to answer that question.

"And? What's wrong with that?" Niall said, raising an eyebrow as he took a look at me.

"Who wouldn't fall for her? I mean, c'mon! Look at her." Niall said while sending a smile in my direction.

     Zayn looked at Liam and chuckled; he licked his lips and then turned to face me.

"You're really clueless, Niall, aren't you?" Zayn said, his question directed at Niall, but its meaning focused on me.

"If you were paying attention, you would know that Louis was waiting for her to meet up with him and as Harry took in reality, he kissed her in front of Louis, causing him to hurl a fist in Harry's direction. And now . . . look where we are." Zayn's sarcasm rang through my ears just as the truth spilled through his mouth.

     I sat stiffly as I waited for Niall's and even Liam's reaction to fill in the airplane's silence.

     A sigh replaced the quiet and as I looked up, Liam's eyes concentrated on me.

"Louis wanted you to meet up with him?" Liam said, his tone soft, but a pinch of annoyance slithered behind his statement.

     I nodded as he sighed again; Niall then started to pay attention to Liam's questioning.

"You knew what he was planning on doing, right?" Liam asked, trying much hard in thinking that I did not.

     I ran a hand through my hear before replying, debating on my mind if I should explicitly say it.