♥𝒽𝑜𝓂𝑒 ♥ {𝓜𝓲𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓮𝓵 𝓒𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓭}

airplane

A/N tbh Michael is so fucking cute in this picture and i cant deal with it :)
also ive NEVER been in an airport so.. if this isnt accurate im sorry 😂
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Livia's POV

*two days later*
"Babe! are you ready to go? we gotta be at the airport in an hour" I heard Michael call from downstairs, I was laying in our bed, staring up at the ceiling. I had already finished the rest of my packing yesterday, and I quadruple checked that I had all that I needed.
He walked into our room and saw me laying on the bed. "baby whats wrong?" he pouted and crawled onto the bed, laying down next to me and pulling me into his chest. "I know you're scared of heights baby but you and I will be sitting right next to each other, I won't leave your side unless I have to go to the bathroom. You can hold my hand through it all" He pressed his forehead to mine and looked into my eyes. I smiled and pecked his lips, "Thanks bub, wouldn't be able to do it without you" he smiled and sat up, pulling me onto his lap as he did so. He wrapped his hands in my hair and pressed his lips against mine, he swiped his tongue against my bottom lip, making me automatically grant him access. His tongue dominating mine as usual. He pulled away after a minute and looked into my eyes, brushing the hair out of my face, "Ugh, your baby blue eyes. Thank god you're mine" I blushed as he stared into my eyes. Then his phone buzzed, signaling that he got a text. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and checked who it was, he glanced up at me and smiled. "Gonna be late princess, you go on down to the car. i'll get your bags" He kissed my cheek and lifted me up off his lap. I walked out of our room and down the stairs to head to the car. Before I walked out the door I heard Michael call from the stairs as he walked down carrying most of my bags, "Babe, can you go grab my bag off the bed. Its just um... my shower stuff. Forgot to grab it." I nodded and ran up the stairs, passing him on the way up. I walked into our room, seeing Michaels bag on the bed. When I picked it up everything fell out. Good timing.

"shit" I mumbled, I crouched down to pick everything up and put it back in the back.
Then I noticed a small, white box with yellow ribbon tied around it. It was lying next to a few other things, my heart beat picked up as thoughts flashed through my head. I quickly grabbed the other things and put them in the bag, then looked back to the door when I heard Michael walk into the room.

He giggled and shook his head "what the hell happened love?" I sheepishly smiled and went to pick up the box. He looked down at what I was about to pick up and his eyes widened.

"Hey Liv!" I looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. "um I- uh- Calum.. he said he wanted you to call him now. Said it was really important and he couldn't wait. I'll pick up the other stuff you go.. you go call cal." He said hurriedly, then kneeled down next to me, quickly picking up the box before I could and shoving it in the bag. Along with the rest of the stuff that had fallen out of the bag. I gave him a confused look, then stood up and pulled out my phone to call Calum, and made my way downstairs and to the car while I was waiting for Calum to pick up.

"Liv, hey! Are you guys on your way to the airport yet?" he answered
"No not yet, Mikes still loading the car. We're almost done though"
"Good, you're lucky you live near the airport. otherwise you'd be late" he giggled
I smiled, his giggle is so adorable. "Oh Calum, you think Michael's gonna let us be late for our flight? he wants me to suffer through seemingly endless hours of being 38,000 feet in the air so he can hold my hand and comfort me" I giggle, I'm deathly afraid of heights (a/n i actually am, irl. I hateeee them, yet i still really wanna fly to Paris with my dad lmao)

"You'll be fine Oliva, its only a 12 hour flight, after a while you'll get used to it. Some flights will be longer, this flight is actually the shortest, so you're gonna have to get used to it" I heard Michael giggle from the back of the van, making me jump.
"fucking hell Michael, you're such a sneaky bastard"
I said before he shut the door. He walked around and climbed into his seat, then leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.
"I know, you love me though" he mumbled against my cheek making me giggle, making butterflies erupt in my stomach.