Fly Away || l.h

02

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I almost fainted as I saw those four boys fidgeting together in those seats. I couldn't believe it! I thought I was hallucinating. I took a chug of water and checked my seat number. I walked on forward a few steps toward those strangely familiar looking boys, and found I was in between them.

Upon further inspection, I was sure it was them! Luke, Michael, Ashton, and Calum were sitting on that airplane, and the odds of this happening were near impossible. I felt surges of excitement in my mind, and I kept moving forward and sat in my seat, smiling at them. They noticed the 5sos hot topic shirt I was wearing under my comfy old brown cardigan, and they smiled back. I was next to Luke and Michael, and when they looked me in the eye, my heart stopped.

I couldn't speak or move, and I just stood there, staring at them in disbelief.

"I think your scaring her, Calum." Ashton said, as he giggled loudly.

"SHUT UP YOU IDIOT!" he yelled in reply.

Luke, as perfect as ever, gently tugged on me to sit down, since the flight attendant was looking at us strangely.

"What are you guys doing here?" I said, breathless.

"Haha, we are flying to New York for a small show, it isn't really on the schedule. Wanna come with?" Michael asked, softly.

"Yes, of course I'd love to come!" I said. My nerves were finally beginning to calm down, and my heart was gradually slowing down.

The conversation went on for at least 20 minutes, as I told them how much I was in love with their music, and how they helped me through the toughest time in my life. They all gathered in for a group hug, and I was engulfed in their arms. I took pictures with them and sent it to my friends, and they started to freak out.

After some more chat about each other, they all tried to sleep, since they were tired and incredibly jet lagged. The only one still awake was Luke.

He looked up at me with his deep blue eyes, and smiled gently. "Your one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen in my life, Isabella."

My heart melted right there in that airplane seat, and I barely made out these words, "Not so bad yourself."

He leaned over slightly and planted a soft kiss on my cheek, looked up, and grinned. Just after he did so, Michael started snoring and rested his head on my shoulder.

"So what is bringing you to New York?" Luke whispered in my ear, as he touched my long, silky brown hair in his hands.

"My mom sent me to live with my grandma. I've been home alone for at least a year now, my mother is in Paris with her new husband." I said, sadly.

Luke looked at me with compassion. "Wanna stay with us while we're there? The boys owe me and I'm sure they won't mind." he said brightly, and winked.

"Sure, I'd love to. Won't your fans be jealous?" I said playfully, nudging his shoulder with my arm. I still couldn't believe this was happening

"Probably, but you're worth it." Luke replied.

I smiled at him, and pulled out my iPod, wrapped in ear buds.

"MUSIC! SHARE IT WITH ME!!!" Luke yelled loudly enough to wake up Ashton. He smacked him on the head and went back to sleep.

As I unwrapped the headphones, Luke pulled the iPod out of my hands and examined my music library, looking pretty pleased. He made an amazing playlist, and named it Lukey Knows Best.

It was mostly All Time Low, Green Day, Blink 182, Nirvana, and a lot more. He brushed my hair aside and gently placed one side of the headphones in my ear, and the other in his.

He closed his eyes and wrapped me in his strong arms, and he fell asleep to an old Blink song.

I must be dreaming, I thought. There is no way in hell that Luke Robert Hemmings is listening to music with me. I pinched myself a couple times, but remained awake. This really was happening. I decided that I should get some sleep too, so I snuggled into his embrace and closed my eyes. He smelled amazing, I figured he was wearing a good cologne. I let myself escape, and I fell asleep.