*3 and a 1/2 Weeks Later- B: 35 weeks 6 days, S: 34 weeks 2 days*
Bree;
We've decided to travel back to London today due to Declan being much better, we've taken him out to explore the passed two days but didn't overdo it in case he got tired easily, which he did.
We're on the plane now and are waiting to take off, Declan was peacefully sleeping due to him tossing and turning almost all night; Michael was seated with Dec and I while Luke and Calum were seated in the middle row and Ashton and Sammy were seated behind us.
I had asked the flight attendant about something I snack on for the time being, she said she'd be right back with some peanuts, some juice and fruit but she's been gone about 10 minutes now.
"Ugh, I'm tired of freaking waiting on this bitch." I groan, rubbing my stomach and Michael looks at me with widened eyes.
"A little cranky now, are we?" He tried to joke but I give him the deathly glare.
"I'm fucking hungry because someone said we didn't have the time to stop in a drive through for breakfast when I had asked for food." I say sternly, my blood boiling now.
"Sorry..." He mumbled and getting up out of his seat, I roll my eyes and let out a loud deep sigh. "Chill, I'm just going to the washroom and then check on what's taking her so long with your order."
I roll my eyes but lightly smile as my love goes down the isle, I grab my phone and headphones out of mine and Declan's carryon and start playing music and playing a game on my phone.
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It's been 10 hours since we took off from Rio and in another hour and a half, we'll be back home in London. Declan has been on and off sleeping, first few times he woke up; he had asked for food, other times, his tablet so he could play his games.
"How is my love doing?" Michael says groggily, kissing my cheek and then stretches.
"Good, a little tired but I'll manage. How was your nap, old man?" I laugh and he whines.
"Wasn't long enough but I'll manage, now I'm just hungry." He says, I continue to laugh and look at Declan; who is playing Train Taxi at the moment, I tap his shoulder and he takes one headphone out, looking up at me.
"You ok, bub?" I ask and he smiles up at me, nodding his head.
"Yeah, I'm good mom." He sighs and places his tablet on the table in front of him, "I need to go to the bathroom though."
"I'll take him, c'mon bud." Michael gets up, holding his hand out for Dec to take so he doesn't trip.
I look to my right and see Luke and Calum sleeping, I try my best to look behind me and Sam and Ash are asleep as well.
"Excuse me" I hold my hand up shyly, "Could I get something to eat?"
"Again?" The flight attendant asks, giving a judgmental look with her drawn in eyebrows raised, her too-much-ugly- dark lipstick covering her thin ass lips and she has so much makeup on; she looks like a clown from the circus.
"Excuse me?" I stand up, getting in her face. "I'm a month away from giving birth to a child and here you are, a judgmental person who works on a plane, judging me for wanting more food?"
"Please, calm down." She says calmly, looking intimidated.
"I will not calm down, bitch. I just want food and if you don't go and get it, bring it here and give it to me; I will sure as hell make sure you don't have a job by morning." I get all up in her face, my baby bump close to her skinny ass boney body.
"Coming right up, ma'am." Her voice shaky and she walks away, I swear I saw tears.
"Good job, that was quite the show." Luke says, and I blush madly. I thought nobody was awake still.
"Thanks..." I say, sitting down again. I go back into my phone and turn my airplane mode off, going onto my social media. I got a mention on twitter and it was from Luke.
@Luke5SOS: Holy damn, I swear I just witnessed it! Do not, I repeat, DO NOT mess with @LittleKitteh96. She just trash talked at a flight attendant. Believe me though, she deserved it because B wanted food. 👀👅
I laughed so hard I was crying of laughter, Luke looked at me with a goofy grin and I knew that he knew I saw the tweet.
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-London-
We were finally home in Michael's apartment but since he has a place in Burnaby, there's barely anything here but it works. Right now Declan, Michael and I were watching a movie on Netflix, waiting for our pizza to be delivered.
"Mom, why does the dog keep dying and coming back?" Declan asks, clearly confused by the movie we were watching, "A Dog's Purpose".
"The reason why is because the first time he died is when he was Bailey and every time he comes back, he's trying to find Ethan." I try explain it, best I can but I know my boy will understand soon enough as the movie goes on.
"This movie always makes me so emotional, fuck." Michael says, wiping at his eyes and I have a silly smile planted on my face.
"You're cute, you know that? But I have to agree, this movie makes me so emotional too." I cuddle up into his side, his arm wrapping around my shoulders as we silent cry together.
"Why are you guys crying?" Declan asks, laughing his butt off due to us crying our eyes out.
"It's a sad movie!" Michael exclaims, stifling a laugh and I look at Declan and seeing him laugh so hard makes me start laughing.
"It's about doggies though! It's not sad" Declan laughs more, falling off the couch due to all his continuous laughter.
Oh how I love times like this with my boys, I can't wait for our girl to be here.
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*A/N; Heyyo, I hope you liked this chapter. I'm currently working on the next one and it'll be up in a day or two! All the love xx
-Annie
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