Harry's POV˛
"Babe, wake up. We are nearly there" I hear a voice through my sleep.
"Love?!"
"Huh? Wha-, Oh sorry I'm up... Did I fall asleep?" I ask him, only remembering him singing 'Wonderwall' before I apparently passed out. I hear soft chatter further back in the car and turn around to see the once partially empty seats of the car, full, Emmerson and Rylee, now sitting in the once vacant spots.
"Nice of you to join us." Zayn rolls his eyes, Emmerson slaps him playfully and whispers something in his ear to which his eyes go wide... Wait, is something happening there? Rylee waves and then places her finger to her lips to tell me to be quiet, I turn to Liam to see him sound asleep his head resting on her shoulder. Cute. Liv and Louis nudge me to turn to Niall in the front who is currently asleep with half a chicken nugget sticking out of his mouth. I laugh and Liam stirs.
"Huh? Ry?"
"Shhh Li, don't worry we will be there in five minutes," Rylee assures him, taking his hand in hers.
"Ugh, can they just get married already its gross." Lou groans, I smile at him, eyes locking on his. His eyes are so perfect, I want to stare into them forever, drown in the blue of them. He is so perfect. I'm so lucky-
"Harry, mate your drooling."
"Huh? What? No, I'm not, shut up Zayn!" I snap.
"Yeah you were mate," Liam speaks startling me.
"Did you wake up just to criticize me, Liam?" I shoot back.
"I thought you were being cute Haz, don't worry," Louis says, I blush.
"Ugh gross, romance," Zayn mutters.
Emmerson rolls her eyes "You wish you had that." she says gesturing towards me and Lou.
"You wish we had that." Zayn winks at her and laughs. Ok, something is definitely going on between the two of them.
"Don't make me sick." Emmerson retorts casually, juxtaposing her now bright red face.
"Um, lads we've arrived." the boys' driver, Bob, says as he pulls up outside Sydney International Airport. Liv leans over to the front passenger seat tapping Niall, who proceeds to jump so high in his seat that he ends up hitting his head on the interior ceiling whilst simultaneously choking on the chicken nugget that was once in his mouth. From behind me, I hear Rylee and Emmerson suppress giggles. We all hop out of the car and head towards the entrance, paparazzi, and fans turning into a blur, I turn around in what feels like slow-motion to see Rylee hiding her face into the side of Liam's jumper and Emmerson doing the same with Z. This all feels like a blur, it always does unless Lou is by my side. I feel Louis's hand graze mine and release a breath I didn't realize I was holding onto. I am safe.
Emmerson POV
The plane is rowdier than I had thought it would be, Niall and Liv are attempting to teach Italian to Harry, who is failing miserably while Louis cracks up after each mispronunciation. Liam and Rylee have pulled out the seats into beds and are now struggling to make a pillow fort, music is blasting from a speaker somewhere, but I can't make out what song it is. It's total chaos everywhere, except for next to me, where Zayn is just sitting staring out the window.
"Z, you excited for Italy?" I get no reply.
"Zayn....Zaynie?" I tap his shoulder to grab his attention.
"Hmm? Sorry, yeah I'm fine just not a huge fan of the whole flying deathtrap thing."
he replies, seeming worried.
"Flying death trap?"
"Zaynie here doesn't like heights," Niall says stopping on his way to the bar. Ugh, rich people things.
"Shove off Niall, don't be a dick" Zayn grumbles defensively.
"Don't worry Z, if it's any help I had the biggest fear of confinement when I was younger," I say putting my hand on his, interlocking them. He squeezes my hand. Twice. And I squeeze his. Slowly the small plane begins to move, gaining speed as it races down the pathway. Zayn flinches as we lift off the ground, I turn to see Rylee and Liam's once fort, collapse. A thud can be heard and Rylee is on the ground. Shit! I need to go check on her but Zayn has a death grip on my hand. I hear a laugh as Liam, being all chivalrous extends his hand out to her and they fall into each other and back safely in their seats. Thank god.
I can feel myself slowly drifting off to sleep, Niall and Lou's cackling dying down, and Ry and Liams exchanging whispers fading. All I know is the quiet comfort of Zayn's hand in mine. This is where I have always belonged. This is where I am supposed to be. Next thing I know I'm dreaming of a future with the guy sitting next to me, completely obliviously.
HIIIIIII, ok so I am absolutely terrible at actually committing to writing if u couldn't already tell. The only thing keeping me motivated at this point is how happy this story makes R, and because of that, this book isn't ending any time soon. I really hope that anyone reading this enjoys it just as much as we do.
Much Love, W <3
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Yours Sincerely (Larry Stylinson)
FanfictionRylee and Emmerson are two of the closest people you will ever meet. The two of them do everything together and know everything about each other. They've been best friends since they were 5. Now they are in University dealing with the hardships and...
