It's a cold galaxy ( A Coldplay Fanfiction | >> Completed Story <<)

~ 6 ~

Milly's view:
,, Are you ready darling ?¨, Emma asks me as she comes in the room.
,,Yes, I'm ready. Let's go to the airport!¨, I say with a sad face expression, because I knew that today is the day to leave her, for a unknown time.
I take my my suitcase and go outside with my best friend. She helps me to take my suitcase into her car, which takes actually longer than we thought, because Emma has a really small car and my luggage got so big in the last 5 days. I was shopping with her, also in a theme park and than the concert.

After we finally had my luggage in, we take seat in the car and drive to the national airport of Argentina. Thousands of people and cars are rushing through the enter area. I take my tickets out and try to be as fast as I can by the check-in. After I handed the service my suitcase, I go back to my best friend , beause we have some rest time, until flight takes me back home. In a smal coffee we sit down, talking about different things. One hour, the moments arrives and I had to say goodbye to her. With tears in my eyes I hug her tightly and metion that I had the ,,Adventure of a lifetime ¨ in these 5 days in a foreign country.
She asks me:,, We are writing, when you are at home?¨
,,Sure we do! Why we shouldn't?¨, I anwer quick.

Not 30 minutes later I'm through the security check, waiting on my plane. I'm looking in the crowd of peoples, who are rushing and walking to get their flights. Unfortately I see a man with a grey- black sweater and a light blue cap. I stand up and go straight towards him. Thank God, that their is a drinking station next to him , otherwise this would be very creepy. Could he be the one who I am expecting? Could it be the writer of the letter which I have in my handbag? Could it be Chris Martin?
Soon after I can order my thoughts, the stranger turns around and looks me directly in the eyes. Although he has beautiful blue eyes too, he is not Chris, but I give him a small smile anyway.
He smiles back and asks me:,, Why are you so nice to me ? Most of the people here are bored or either rushed.¨
What is really weird is, that he reminds me of Chris
,, Spread happiness and believe in Love! That's what a man taught me in my early days.¨, I saiid with another grin on my face.Soon after I turn around and leave him behind me, because my plane is in the queue.
I take the long way inside it and try to find my seat, which is actually not as simple as i thought. Finally I got my seat and coincidentallythe man from the drinking station is sitting next to me, so we could continueour talking.
Not 5 minutes later we are in the air. So the flight takes us 12h and so I can try to write Phil Harvey, the manager and fiths member of Coldplay

I write:
Dear Mr. Harvey,
A letter from Chris arrives yesterday at my best friends house. I really like to meet the boys, if this is ok. He also gave me the address of ¨ the Bakery¨ . Just contact me which time and on which day I should arrive there. Thanks for making a dream come true to me .
Yours sincerly
Milly Jenkins

As I sended the small message, I'm not sure if this is a good idea. I mean yes, Chris wrote me a letter back and the boys are excited too to meet me, but this is not my world. Maybe i should the delete the message........I can't ! The boys mean so much too me, since I'm a ten years old girl. I turn my phone around so that I can starre at the backcover, which is surprisingly a Coldplay one. It's the original A Head full of dreams cover.
The stranger beside me looks at my phone and smiles as he asks
:,, Coldplay fan?¨
,,Yes! A huge one too.¨, I responded.
,,You have a great music flavour.¨,he mentions.
,,Thanks!¨, I say one more time and for the half of the flight there was no oher theme betwee us.