T. B. Sangster Imagines [REQUESTS CLOSED]

Hands Down- Chapter 10

A/N: Big shout out to oficiallymultifandom! Thank you so much for giving some ideas for this chapter! If you don't know them, check out their account and read their books! They're really good! If you're reading this, I hope you enjoy this last chapter!

Oh yeah, and this song is where I inspired some bits in this chapter.↑↑
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Your POV

I could barely stop my legs from shaking. My system was filled with adrenaline and I couldn't help but feel impatient. Thankfully, there was no traffic.

When we got there, I didn't think twice about running as soon as I got out of the car. I entered the airport and looked for him. Until..

"HEY! IT'S Y/N L/N FROM MAVERICK SOULS!"

Before I knew it, I was swarmed with people and paparazzi.

"Y/N! Can I have your autograph?"

"Y/N! Can I take a selfie with you?"

"Y/N! We have a couple of questions!"

They all said at the same time. "Please stop it, it's really uncomf-" I tried asking nicely, but they just keep on coming. It felt like I was being mobbed by people in a good way.

I tried turning to the right, but it was swarmed with fans as well. Same goes for the left.

Bloody hell..

It was too overwhelming. I couldn't breath. I feel like something inside me was clawing its way out of me.

"I SAID STOP!" I snapped. The whole place was silent. I was breathing heavily in anger. I didn't care if I will be all over the news. All I care about is being with him.

"I'm not a bloody doll on display for all of you! I am a person too you know! So please, when a person says stop, stop. If you're a fan, I'm flattered, but please, give some respect."

I didn't know what that was all about, but I was able to get away from them. I thought I had more time to get to him.

"Good evening, this is the flight 215A to London. Regular boarding will begin in approximately 5 minutes time. Thank you."

That just made my heart pound even more than usual. I know I'm still coming back to London with the guys. But it doesn't feel right going home without him.

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Dylan's POV

I picked up my phone hurriedly dialed Thomas' number in. It's ringing for too long if I do say so myself. "Pick up, pick up, pick up.." I chanted under my breath.

I tried to call him again, thankfully, he answered after a couple of rings.

"Dylan?"

"Thomas! Where are you?"

"I'm boarding the plane. Why?" He replied obliviously.

"Don't board the plane yet!"

"But I'm already seated.."

"Well get out of the plane!"

"Why should I? It's not like I would get the answer I'm hoping for from her. Might as well just go home."

"Dude, she's literally in the airport now looking for you." I told him. In frustration, I scratched the back if my head.

"What?"