NIALLS POV
"yes im on the plane," I whisper yelled as my parents anger filled my ear.
"Its a little to late for that!" I said as I hung up the phone and threw it in the empty seat next to me.
I touched my lips and remembered the kiss I gave Robin in the hospital. How I wished so much for her lips to move and kiss me back. I can't get her face out of my mind, she was crying and looked a mess, but she looked beautiful either way. I wanted to run to her and hold her. Whisper how sorry I was and how much I loved her into her ear, but I didn't. Now I'm on a plane to Ireland and will never see her again.
I picked up my phone and opened my gallery. I opened the picture I took of her one night. She was halfway asleep and cuddled up on my couch with a pillow. Her hair in a messy braid and she was wearing my t shirt. It made me feel proud to have her wear my shirt. I'm not sure why, but I loved it when she wore my clothes.
I set the picture as my home screen and clicked it off, sliding it back into the seat.
My heart raced as the plane engine starts and the doors are about to be closed . I looked out the window and eyed the airport.
Somewhere in there, is the girl I fell in love with, the girl I love more than anything, and here I am running away from her.
I rub my forehead and stand up grabbing my carry on and phone.
"Wait!" I yell as they are closing the doors.
"I need to get off this plane!" I tell the flight attendant.
"Sir the door are about to close" she says.
"Listen inside that airport is the love of my life and If leave now I'll never see her again. I made a lot of mistakes and if I don't get off this plane, it will just add onto the list. Please just let me off I'm begging you." I told her. She looked at the flight attendant beside her and then back at me.
ROBINS POV
I stopped to get a drink at the Starbucks in the airport. I took my drink and walked by Niall's gate. The plane was still there for some odd reason. I stood by the window and pressed my face to the cold hard glass. Niall is on that plane. The plane that will take him away from me once and for all.
I sighed and felt the tears again. I closed my eyes forcing the tears to be kept hostage in my eyes and not to stream down my face. The more I thought about this whole situation, the more it hurt and the more I felt like it was my fault.
I let myself cry now. The tears took some of the pressure building up in My head with them as they slithered down my cheeks and drip dropped of the tip of my nose
I put my cup down and brought my hands to my face. Ridding the salty tears from my skin and taking a deep breath as the plane took off into the sky. Something I wish I could do from time to time. I picked up my cup, pulled myself together , and turned around to walk off, when i nearly stopped breathing.
"I was scared you would have left and I was to late" he said looking directly into my eyes. I couldn't move nor could I speak.
I took a few steps at a time until I got to him. His eyes seemed cold and lifeless. Like pale blue oceans surrounded by red vines.
I set my cup down and stared up at him.
I licked my lips and quickly pulled him into a hug. He didn't quite register what was going on at first, but he quickly wrapped His arms around me and hugged me back.
"I'm so sorry robin," he apologized. I could feel his tears on my cheek.
"No I'm sorry, what I said to you was horrible and I did not mean any of it, well I mean at the moment I did but now I don't " I slightly laughed.
He gave me a weak smile and let put a shaky breath.
"After all of this your still her robin, your still here." He whispered into my ear.
"Yeah I'm still here niall" i replied letting tears roll down my cheek . I turned to face him and brought my lips to his forehead.
I'm still here. I thought to myself. I'm still here

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a kiss on the wrist
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