Flying in Love (a Niall Horan fan fic)

Chapter 63

Lexi's POV

I pretty much spent the day buried in used tissues, pillows, a blanket, and empty cartons of ice cream. Some headaches came and went, and Brian simply just went. I couldn't help but think that Brian was right, even thought he just wanted to prove a point. Still, no matter what he says about Niall, I love Niall. The real truth is that I really want to be with Niall. But telling him that is harder than telling him I don't like him. Maybe I'm messed up like that. Shouldn't it be easier to tell someone you love them instead of the opposite?

It doesn't take long for me to feel sorry. It wasn't right for me to yell like that at him when I should've embraced him for traveling from Ireland to come see me. If I were him, I'd be exhausted from all the traveling. The band was just in New York and then travelled to Ireland that night. Then, Niall travelled to America. Not for vacation... for me. And what'd I do? I yelled at him. I made his tired and exhausted face turn to sadness. I'm a monster.

Niall's POV

Everything still feels surreal to me. I spent the night at Lexi's flat, in the dull, undecorated guest bedroom. Then at six, I disguised myself and took a cab to the airport. It was harder to get a ticket back to Ireland. But, I finally got one that would take off at one, which leaves me with a little less than seven hours.

+++++++++five hours later++++++

I killed time by talking to the guys, telling them I'm leaving soon, and playing on my phone.

There were a few times where I'd see a girl walk by who has a feature like Lexi. Then I'd convince myself she'd be on her way here, telling me she loves me. She's just late. I keep telling myself. She's on her way, I know it.

...But she never seems to come.

I almost jump from the sudden ring of my phone. Lexi? I have to do a double take on the name on the screen. Lexi! It reminds me about when she said that things wouldn't happen like in a movie. But I answer as soon as I can.

"Hello?" I try to say coolly.

"Niall? I'm sorry, okay. I know we worked it out back in Ireland, and I didn't mean anything I said last night. The truth is, I'm scared. And I think you deserve to know that you coming all the way from Ireland to see me is amazing."

"It's okay, I'd be scared too."...keep acting cool, don't show feeling.

"Are you leaving soon?"

"My flight's in around two hours," I check the clock on the wall sitting in front of me.

"So is mine..."

A/N

Oh geez what a long chapter. Sarcasm by the way. I know this was really short, but we published too chapters tonight, and I still have homework. Don't be greedy, children. I don't even know...

~Liz