If The Shoe Fits- Squeal to GLWSMF. Slow Updates, Due To School.

Chapter 1. Reopening Wounds

Sarah's POV. 

I walked into the airport, people rushing this way and that. People crying, people reuniting. The typical folks in a New York airport, I smelled the wonderful aroma of Cinnabun to my right and McDonalds to my left. As I strolled through the porting community I finally found my boarding area. I sat down with my luggage right next to me and opened a magazine, as I read about correctly moisturizing faces, the nerves that have been imbedded in the pits of my stomach were finally apprising through my veins. I tried ignoring them, but of course they are excruciatingly annoying. My knee began bobbing up and down, teasing me that the I’m obviously really nervous. I felt my phone vibrate in my purse, on that note I grabbed it hoping to take my mind of the nervousness. I slid open my iphone and read the text. 

“Roseeee <3: Hey! Super excited to see you, remember were going to be waiting on the other side of the airport because of fans! Love youu!J” 

Great. Just great, nothing like egging on the nerves even more. I slowly hit the reply button and typed back, “Alrighty, Love ya too!” 

Suddenly my plane was called and I was on my way to England for Harry and Rose’s baby shower. And lets not forget who’s showing up as well…Niall. The whole reason behind the nervousness. Even after the long while of being ‘On a break’ it still gets to me that he held such a secret away from me. Besides, he is probably just as mad at me for walking away anyway. Its kind of a 50 50 argument here. Needless to say I am still in love with the kid, and only god knows if he’s still into me after all of that. As I picked my seat on the plane, I felt my phone buzz once more in my purse. I repeated the same actions as I did before and read the text from Rose. 

“Roseee <3: Oops, I forgot to mention Your staying with Harry and I, so you don’t have to worry about a hotel or anything!” 

Well at least I know I will have some normalcy in England. 

“Me: Thanks Rose, I owe you!” I put it away and buckled myself in for lift off. 

I felt the exhilarating beginning of the lift off from the ground to the air and closed my eyes. Finally we were in the air and I could relax, I unbuckled myself and pulled out my pillow for a long ride. Before I knew it I was drifting off into a needed peaceful sleep. 

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“Please Buckle yourselves in for landing. We are arriving in London England at about 8:25 PM, thank you for flying British Airlines.”  The flight attendant blasted through the speakers above me. I rubbed my eyes and packed up my belongings. Then it hit me. The nerves. The iritating, infuriating, and maddening feeling up roared inside me, telling me the Baby shower is tomorrow. I felt the unsteady plan land and there was no turning back now. I was officially in London England now and less than 48 hours till the shower. In a matter of minutes the attendant informed everyone that it was safe to leave the plane, and I was off. Off to a world of unseen feelings of the future, and up rooting the past feelings of about 8 months ago. I wanted to vomit, the uneasy feeling sent to the bathroom immediately as I hit the floor of the airport. I pushed open the door and glanced at myself through the mirror. I studied the girl in the reflection. 5,5, Auburn hair and green eyes that seemed to turn more brown in this lighting. She had lost weight and seemed a bit more inhuman compared to what she was before. She had on a sweatshirt that said Love across the top and wore a pair of yoga pants. Her hair laid loosely in waves since she had done nothing with it and she was make-upless. 

Ugh, I thought. Why. Must I be so terrifyingly ugly to look at. I thought. I regained myself and splashed cold water on my face livening my completion, making my face look less sleepy. And with that, I walked out and headed for the other side of the airport where my friends were waiting.  

  

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