I Want What I Can't Have

Chapter twenty

AUTHORS NOTES:

Heey, please commment and stuff :)

BTW - this fanfic is close to being finished. but who knows .. their just might be a sequel...(;

BUT MY MOUTH IS ZIPPED. OKAY BYE.

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"Ariana, hold hands with two people so you don't get lost this time." Preston announced to me as we shuffled through the last section of the airport, taking my bag that I was holding in my hands. Immediately, Zayn hooked onto my right hand and I had to resist a smile. I felt a hand link to my other hand, but I turned around to see it was Josh. Ugh, please no. I'm still mad at him. But I couldn't pull away from him, he'ls on of my closest friends here and I can't afford to lose him right now.

"Sit next to me on the plane. We need to talk." I heard him mumble into my ear. I bit my lip and continued walking. I pretended to be happy by giggling and swinging my arms because it's something fun to do when you're holding hands, but I was getting more and more nervous as we reached the plane. We're flying to New York, which was really only a two hour flight. Not bad. But still, I hate plane rides and the airport there is absolutely insane.

Josh and Zayn released my hands as we boarded the plane, but I came to an immediate stop, catching my breath in my throat. Due to my sudden stop, Harry ran into the back of me.

"Woah, Higgins! Keep moving!"

I turned around to face him with nervous written all over my face. His smirk disappeared and facial expression softened. "S-sorry. You can go ahead, I just-"

"No, we'll go in together. Nervous flyer?" He spoke sweetly, puttinga  hand on my back and leading me into the plane. I decided not to lie. There was really no point.

"Extremely." I admitted. He let out a shy laugh, nodding to the pilot that greeted us as we boarded.

"There's nothing to be afraid of, babe. You can sit with me if you'd like." He gestuered at two empty seats. I wanted to accept, but I glanced over and saw Josh looking pleadingly at me.

"I..I really wish I could, Harry. But Josh and I really have to talk about a few things. I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, I'll sit with Zayn." He winked. I smiled then began walking down to Josh.

"Thanks Harry!" I called to him as I sat down. He was already seated next to Zayn, two rows infront of us, and they both turned around. Zayn gave me a kissy face and Harry just smiled.

I settled into my seat, not knowing if I was more nervous about this flight or talk with Josh. The flight attendent came over the intercom and announced all the information, telling us we're talking off and to buckle our seatbelts and a bunch of other crap that my thoughts drowned out. I just sat there like a statue, stiff and frozen.

...Until Josh began to speak.

"Ariana, I just-"

"Look Josh," I breathed out, closing my eyes and clenching onto my armrests, "let's jus wait until we're in the air to talk." I felt the plane begin to move and I squeezed my eyes even tighter, mumbling under my breath.

"Nervou-"

"Yes." I answered, knowing he was going to ask me if I was a nervous flyer. He let out a small laugh and I clenched my armrests to the point where my knuckles were turning white. "Not funny, Josh."

"I know, I know. Please just tell me why you're so scared of planes."

Is he trying to be comforting or what?