Chapter 20

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   *Cassie's P.O.V*

  “I call window seat!”

  “Well too bad! I already have it!”

  “Well move!”

  “No! Its mine!”

  “I want th-”

  “Shut up!” Me and Louis go quiet at the sound of Liam yelling at us. “God you two are worst than two little kids!”

  We hang our heads low and say “Im sorry daddy.” in sync.

  “Sit.” We sit. “Stop yelling and quit arguing.”

  When he sat behind us I turned to Louis and whispered “I got window seat.”. He glared at me in slouched in his seat while I just smirked.

  It was me, Louis, then Niall. Next to us was Mely, Harry, and Zayn. And behind us was Liam leaning his head on the window, a kid about 7 next to him and the father next to the kid.

  “Im tired.” Zayn moan from his seat.

  It is pretty early so I would see why he would be tired... all of us in that case. We had to get up at 3:30 in the morning so we can take off at 5:10. I don't get why we took a plane when we came in car... I don't know how the car is going to go back but, oh we'll that's not my problem.

  “Then quite yo' whining and go to sleep.” Mely told him leaning her head on the window as well and closing her eyes.

  “No need to be rude.” he muttered trying to get comfortable on his seat.

  The flight attendants started explaining what to do and where there a life jackets and masks in case of a plane wreak or something.

  When they where done and we could use our electronics, I turned on my phone, plugged my earphones, played my music and put it on my lap. I grabbed my laptop and turned it on waiting for it to load.

  I looked out the window to see us rising to the clouds. I always wanted to touch one and feel how fluffy they are and how they feel. Are they soft? Can you even feel them? Can you grab it?

  From the corner of my eye, I see Louis grab my phone for my lap and tuned it on trying to unlock it. After the fourth try of him unlocking it he saw me looking at him with raised eyebrows.

  He tilted the phone so the screen was facing me to unlock it. “Why?” I asked him. “What are you going to do on it?”

  “I wanna play a game or something.” he said putting on his puppy face.

  I unlocked it changing the song and giving it to him.

  He smiled and started scrolling through the games I had. He finally chose on piano tiles and started playing.

  Turning to my laptop, I typed in my password and logged into twitter I haven't been in it for a while so I'll just check it right now.

  “Ugh how do you get 1068 when I can't even pass 40?!” he said frustrated shoving the phone to my face showing his score of 37.

  “You need to concentrate. ” I said like a wise person.

  “Concentrate my arse.” he muttered.

  “Hey pal calm down.” I said turning to him.

  He didn't say anything else he just exited the game and switched to another. I didn't bother seeing what game I just turned to my laptop and started scrolling through twitter, retweetimg some things and favoriting others.

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