Everything changes

It’s early in the morning when the doorbell is ringing. I turn around in my king-size bed and don’t even bother to leave it. Kylie is also home, she can open the door. It’s been two days since the last time I spoke or even saw Niall, and I never left the house in those two days.

The knock on the door interrupt my thoughts and I hear Kylie’s footsteps coming closer. It’s weird but I know exactly when Kylie is walking. “Khlo, are you awake?” “hmmp… five more minutes.” And I pull the blankets over my head. “Come on, sunshine wake up.” Wait that is not Kylie’s voice, who is there? And I lift my head up to see who is standing in my door frame. I see the shades of a long curly boy, that must be Harry.

“Okay Okay, I’m coming.” I drop the blankets on the floor and try to get out of my bed. “See, I’m awake. I’m coming in a sec.” Kylie and Harry are leaving my room and I put on some comfy clothes and take a brush trough my hair.

I walk into kitchen were Kylie is making some tea and I see harry standing in the living room with an envelope in his hand. “Here can you give one to Harry?” Kylie hands me two mugs of hot steamy tea, and I walk to the living room were Harry is still standing with that envelope in his hand. What would be in that envelope? I’m a really curious sort of person, I wanna know everything.

“Here you go.” “Thanks girl. I have something for you.” I sit down on one of the chairs and Harry hands me the envelope. Hmm... So this envelope is for me. I open the envelope and I only find one ticket to Dublin. “Gosh, thanks Harry. But I’m not planning for leaving to Ireland.” “I know, but Niall is. And Kylie told me that you really regret everything you said to him. So when he told me he’s leaving to Ireland for the next three weeks, I thought this would be a great opportunity for you to tell him how you really feel.” I just stare at the ticket that Harry just gave me. So he’s leaving to Mullingar for three weeks. I don’t want to miss him for three weeks, but I can’t leave Kylie here all by herself.

“Thank you so much Harry, but I can’t accept this. I can’t just leave for a couple of weeks. We just got here and then Kylie is her all alone. I’ll wait till he’s back.” “You can’t wait six months to tell him how you feel.” Wait did he say six months? Five minutes ago he was only leaving for three weeks. “Okay, call me crazy but he is only leaving for three weeks?” “Yeah three weeks to Ireland. From Ireland he flights to the USA. And we stay there for something more than five months.” My stomach feels like someone threw a brick on it. And for a second I can’t breathe.

“So, the only way to tell him how I feel is to go to Mullingar?” Harry remains silent and just nod at me. I take a deep breath, and I try to figure out what to do. “So, when does my plane leave?” I see Harry’s expression change from nervous to really happy. “About two hours so pack that bags.” Oh no I have to hurry op than. I sprint to my room and start to pack everything I need. And within ten minutes I’m done packing my bags. I take a quick shower and put on sweatpants with my favourite hoodie and with no make-up on I walk to the living room were Harry and Kylie are waiting for me.

We arrived at the airport and I gave my bag to the lovely old lady behind the desk. I say goodbye to Harry and Kylie, and I let Harry promise me to take care of Kylie otherwise I’m allowed to cut his balls. With those words said, I walk through the Duane and take a last look at the two lovebirds that are standing ten feet away from me.

I still have an hour before the plane leaves so I walk to a little bookstore and buy a book for on the way. When I enter the Starbucks I buy a coffee and then I walk towards the gate the old lady told me to go. It’s a miracle but I already can enter the plane. So I walk inside and search for my seat. I put my bags in the little cabin above of me and I take a seat on my place. I open the book and put my hood on and start reading.

Five minutes before we would leave someone is heading my way and take a seat next to me. I stock my breath when I smell the sense from the boy who is sitting next to me. His smell is similar to the smell of Niall. When the plane starts to move I take a little look next to me and see the blonde boy whose heart I broke sitting next to me.

This must be my lucky day. Serious, I can’t face him yet so I try to keep reading the book I just bought. But the first line I already red thirty times I think. I can’t put my mind on reading that book when he is sitting next to me. My heart is raising and I know Niall is checking me out. I hope he won’t notice me and we don’t have to talk yet.

The minutes past and still he hasn’t said anything, so I think he hasn’t noticed me. Thank god. When we are in the air he puts his earphones in and takes a nap. When I know for sure Niall is asleep I take a quick look at him. His perfect hair falls perfect around his face and I find myself fantasising about my hand through his hair.

After a flight from an hour the pilot starts the landing and I see Niall moving and waking up. So I take another look at my book. And I’m still at the first page. When we are on the ground again we have to wait for a couple of minutes.

After the stewardess did her last round, to check if everyone had had a good flight, I look in the deep blue eyes of Niall. Oh my god this was not the planning. Should I say something or wait till he says a word? Please could someone rescue me?

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