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I yawn as I wake up to the sound of Mrs. Dixon voice, announcing we have arrived at the airport in Dublin. I lift my head off of Ava's shoulder and stretch as I listen to what Mrs. Dixon says.
“Class, it's now time to get off the bus! Please get your luggage and stand next to your partner. I'll be handing out your plane tickets, once you get them please go through the normal airport procedures. Once we get to our gate you don't have to stay with your partners to get food or relax or whatever, but once we begin boarding the plane you must be paired with them since you'll be sitting with them. The flight from Dublin to Miami Florida takes 9 hours, so I hope you've got something to do while we're up there.” She finishes her announcement and steps off the bus.
I sigh. '9 hours of Niall' I think, standing up. I make my way off the bus and retrieve my purple bags from the storage compartment. I take my phone out of the pocket to check the time, it was 8 in the morning and still too early for me to be awake on a Saturday. I yawn, still extremely tired. I regretted the fact that I'd stayed up until 3 am the previous night, knowing I'd have to wake up at 5. Two hours of sleep just wasn't enough for me.
I search for Niall in the crowd of teens and internally groan as I find the Irish lad sitting on top of one of his bags, talking to Hayes. I slip my ear buds into my ear and begin listening to music as I approach Niall. I was going to do everything I can to block him out, to keep him far away from me. I don't care if I was stuck with him this whole trip, I wasn't going to let him ruin this for me.
I nonchalantly stand next to Niall, pretending as if he wasn't there at all. Likewise, Niall ignored me, which I was totally fine with... as long as he wasn't making me miserable.
I look at him out the corner of my eye, he was still speaking to Hayes but he seemed... hurt? It looked as if he was trying to hide it, but he was failing. Niall turns his head to look up at me, as if he could feel my eyes on him. For a moment... my eyes locked with his blue ones. His guard was down, and in that moment I could see all the pain he was feeling.
I quickly look away from him, and stare straight in front of me. I bite my lip, and my breathing became hitched. Usually Niall did something to me if he caught me looking at him, and my mind flash backed to earlier this morning. He practically pushed me down.... what if he did that again? What if he did something worse?
I tense up, waiting for him to make his move, but after a couple minutes of waiting, I relax. I quickly glance over to see he'd ignored our little encounter and went back to speaking with Hayes. 'Well that's fucking wierd.' I think, half surprised, half relived. That was a first for him, he'd never brushed things off when it came to me... what the hell was wrong with him?
I quickly shake my head, pushing the thought out of my mind. Why should I care what was wrong with him? He probably deserved whatever happened... Karma is one big bitch, and with all the shit he's done to me he doesn't deserve an ounce of my sympathy.
I see Hayes leave Niall and walk towards his partner Sean just as Mrs. Dixon approaches Niall and I.
“Here's your tickets. Like I said before, please go through the normal airport procedures, you can do whatever once you get to the flight gate but when the plane starts to board you must be with your partner.” She says before handing us our tickets and walking off to the next group.
Niall and I silently enter the airport together. Not exactly side by side, we kept as much distance away from each other as we could. As we get to the desk to check our bags, Niall pushes past me. I roll my eyes, 'As if doing that would make time go by any faster.' I think as I casually stand behind him.
As the tall woman finishes checking Niall's bags he moves to the side, leaning on another part of the counter while quickly sticking ear buds into his ear.
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We Found Love; A Niall Horan Fan Fiction.
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