CAITLIN POV
I sat in first class along with the boys, which was definitely something that I wasn't used to. I had always sat in economy, with the usually inedible food and little to no leg room. But it was clear now why people paid thousands of dollars to sit up here.
A few paps showed at the airport, but not too many, which I kinda found surprising, considering the fact that this was such a big opportunity for the boys. There was actually a lot more teenage girls, believe it or not...
I was told to walk along side one of the boys guards, his name was Roberto. He was dressed in 'normal' clothes, instead of his usual all black, so I didn't stand out.
Yet, however, after we passed the main gate, all the girls stopped following us and I was allowed to walk with the boys again, until we reached the boarding area. There was some girls who appeared to 'just happening' to board the plane to Melbourne, but they have had a legitimate reason so I couldn't judge.
I wasn't exactly getting used to first class. Sitting in a full sized bed on an aeroplane was something that I would never get used to. This, and having champagne of a good quality constantly offered to me.
Louis and I had seats (beds, same deal apparently in first class) next to each other so we spoke to each other the entire flight home. We also held hands, the romantics that we were. Our conversation consisted of a lot of giggling, which did not exactly go down well with the other band members.
"Would you guys shut up?" Liam shouted at us from the other side of the plane, before turning over and placing an eye mask over his eyes so he could get some well earned rest.
Lou then thought that this would be a good time for us to watch movie, as neither of us were feeling super tired and the rest of the boys were asleep. We deciding on watching 'The Perks Of Being A Wallflower' because it was one of my favourite movies. I just forced Louis to watch it. He didn't appear to be super keen on the idea but he went along with it anyway.
My head was turned towards his screen. I really wasn't comfortable. I was forced to stretch up and look over a small barricade between the 2 seats. Louis looked over at me and it was obvious that I was agitated. I couldn't stop fidgeting.
"Come here." He flicked his head in his direction, signalling for me to come over and sit with him. Without a moments notice, I dashed into his lap. I was able to see the screen fully now as well as being a lot more comfortable. Something about being in the warm arms of Louis Tomlinson seemed to make everything better.
The last thing I remember seeing 2 of the characters making out. I couldn't tell you their names, everything from about 20 minutes in onwards was hazy. My eyes fell blurry from tiredness as the movie continued, and I must have made it quite evident. Louis kept forcing me to fully lie down on him and rested my head on his chest. I had no complaints. His strong arms were wrapped peacefully around my upper back and torso and I could feel him leaving kisses in my now ruffled hair.
This is was peace, and utter bliss.
LOUIS POV
Caitlin laid sound asleep on top of me. She wasn't heavy, yet she keep insisting that she was and she kept whining to me about how bad she felt for laying on top of me. But I wanted her to cuddle with me. I wanted to leave kisses in her hair. I wanted to make her feel protected and like nothing could ever hurt. I wanted her to know that she was mine.
I eventually fell asleep as well, doing my best not to move an inch so it didn't stir Caitlin. My eye lids sat lightly over my eyes, as I wanted to keep an eye on her.
I awoke after an unknown period of time to the flash of a camera. I assumed it was some air hostess getting the latest scoop on my relationship and she was going to share it with media, that skinny bitch.

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A New Turn
FanfictionAn opportunity arises for Caitlin. The most prestigious dancing school in the world have offered her a position, so a move from Melbourne, Australia to London, England is in order. Not to mention finding a place to stay. Her only hope, asking her fr...