I'm Not Fine / L.H. \

Chapter 8

*Angels POV*

I've never liked planes. The only time I've been in one was the day I flew from America to Australia when I was given a new foster family. Planes didn't exactly have happy memories acquainted with them.

But when I think about it planes are what brought me to my best friend. A plane flying from Miami, Florida all the way to Sydney, Australia I'd what brought me to Luke Hemmings. Lost in my thought I totally miss the flight attendants talk about safety.

Within a blink if an eye the plane is taking off. The nerves take over and I grip the arm rests if my seat. My eyes are closed trying to block out te world. I feel a warm hand grab into mine and I squeeze it.

"It's ok. You can open your eye now." A deep voice says into my ear.

I open one eye and look out the window to my right and then turning to the blond boy on my left. With both my eyes open I smile at him and he intertwines our fingers. I lay my head in his shoulder only to get a strange look from Calum in the row across from us.

"I think some explaining is in order." Ashton says popping his head over the seat in front if us.

Luke and I look at each other and giggle slightly.

"Wait a second." Michael says holding up a finger. "Mate did you finally tell her?" He says in bewilderment.

"If by tell her you mean admit that I'm madly in love with her than yes." Luke says squeezing my hand.

"And now we are officially together!" I finish smiling like an idiot.

"Well it sure took you two long enough!" Calum says patting Luke on the back an flashing me a white smile.

"Yeah really. But congrats you two. We all knew it would happen." Ashton says

"Yeah Calum you owe me ten bucks! I said it would happen I the first month and he said first two weeks." Michael chimes in looking over a defeated Calum.

I laugh at there little bet and we all settle back into our seats. My body relaxes as I lean my head into Luke's shoulder. I feel myself slowly fall into a sleep as the plane flies over the Atlantic Ocean.

*Luke's POV*

The screaming crowns if teenage girls seemed to get louder and louder. I take Angels hand and we weaving our way through the crowd. I stop every little while to sing and autograph or take a picture. I love our fans so much! They're definitely the best!

Once we finally make it outside there is a limo waiting for us to take us to the hotel. We all pile in and we can take a breath. I look over at Angel to see Ashton examining her arm. He takes his hand fin her arm and his fingers have blood on them.

"Oh my god! Angel are you ok?" I ask concerned.

"Yeah. Yeah I'm totally fine. Just a little scratch." She says putting her hand over the wound and flashing me a smile.

"Are you sure? I feel terrible..." I says quietly and looking at my hands.

"Luke don't worry about it I told you I'm fine." She smiles and kisses my cheek.

"Seriously that all I get?" I tease her sticking my bottom lip out, making the cold metal ring around it hit my otherwise warm skin.

She rolls her eyes and examines her nails while pretending she didn't hear me. This is not acceptable.

"Come on Angel! Don't you love me?" I say turning her head so she's looming at me.

"Ahh! I can't take that face!" She says groaning.

I smile in triumph and take her face in my hands hovering over her. Her eyes flutter closed and her lips touch mine. The same feeling I've had every time I see her or talk to her. She smiles against my lips and her hand tangles in my hair.

"Ok love birds lets jeep it PG here." Calum cuts in.

Angel pulls away with a giggle and her cheeks are tinted pink. I roll my eyes and glare playfully at the three boys sitting across from me.

We spend the rest if the trio to the hotel singing along to the radio at the tip of our lungs. When we enter the hotel Angel looks around in awe. I guess it's been a while since she's been anywhere this nice. I smile and take her hand leading her to our shared room.

"How about I take you on an actual date tonight?" I ask her after we had been lying around for a while.

"That would be great!" She says excitedly.

"Ok um giving you an hour to get ready! I'll be back at 8!" I yell as I exit the room.

Finally a real date with my girlfriend.