Louis grasped onto my favourite hoodie and pouted, 'I don't want you to leave!'
I used all of my strength to take it from him and ended up being thrown onto the bed we shared after he found it funny to suddenly let go. I got back up and went to my wardrobe but Louis stood in front, hands on hips.
'I want you to stay.'
'No.'
'Yes.' I pushed him aside and grabbed two pairs of converse and packed them neatly into my suitcase. Louis went round to the other side of the bed and started taking out my clothes. As I put more in, he took them out until all my clothes were just piled up on the bed.
'But I'll miss you and then I'll be upset. I don't want you to go.' He whined, leaning over the bed.
'I have to deal with it when you're on tour with the others.' I replied, kissing his nose then continuing to put the clothes back into my suitcase. Louis pouted again and then sat on the end of the bed hanging his head. I sighed and walked round, kneeling in front of him.
'Don't make it look like it's my fault. I want... no wait I need this.' I took his hands in mine. Louis pretended to cry and I flicked him on the nose. 'Stop being mean to me.'
He smiled and looked down at me. 'I'm not being mean to you but I'll just miss you loads.'
'I'll miss you too but Jord put in loads of work and she paid for it too and I really wanna go and—'
He stopped me from talking by falling to his knees opposite and pressing his lips to mine. We stayed there for a moment, and Louis started to pull me onto the bed... I knew what he was going to do.
Before I could say anything, he pulled away and smiled at me.
'Seeing as we're not gonna be seeing each other for 2 weeks, can we—?'
I pressed my lips to his again and nodded. I let go of him and went to shut the door when I saw Harry walking down the hallway to his room. I looked and him and he winked before putting finger to his lips and walking back downstairs again.
I laughed at shut the door.
Later...
Louis had fallen asleep and was lead on top of the bed. I threw the duvet over him in case Jordan walked in to see if I'd finished packing and got a surprise. I quickly shoved my clothes that had been thrown on the floor and underwear into my suitcase and went to drag it downstairs. I nearly fell down the stairs before someone grabbed me and stopped me.
'Whoa, need a hand?' It was Niall who was keeping me from falling. I regained my balance and smiled at him. He smiled back at me and leaned closer.
Oh crap... awkward...
I remember Louis told me about Niall liking me and I thought nothing would ever happen like that. I could feel the tension in the room when they were together but they never showed it.
I couldn't look Niall in the eye but I agreed for him to take my suitcase downstairs. Harry came out of the room and ruffled his hair and without a word walked into the bathroom.
I followed Niall downstairs where Jordan and Jess were too with their suitcases. They both hugged me and started squealing.
'Shush, Louis' still asleep.' I said playfully, pointing upstairs to our room. Jordan giggled and we started taking our stuff from the living room to Liam's car. Liam and Zayn gave us a hand with all of Jess' stuff; she obviously thought we were going for twice as long as we actually were.
Before we left for the airport, Louis ran downstairs in his boxers and glared at me.
'Were you gonna say goodbye to me or just leave?' he said, crossing his arms. I smiled, Niall took my bags and I ran over to Louis. I unfolded his arms and held his hands,
'You know I'd never leave without saying goodbye.'
I threw my arms around Louis and kissed him. That set Jordan off and she ran to Harry to say goodbye as did Jess. Niall tried to pull us away and get us in the car but we refused to.
'Not until I've said goodbye to you.' I said to him and his eyes widened.
Oops, I didn't mean to say it like that.
I looked over to Louis who looked like he didn't hear (hopefully). I hugged Niall and Zayn, ruffled Harry's hair and kissed Jay and stood with the girls.
'Guy's let's go.' Liam said, taking all three suitcases and carrying them to the car.
Show off...
We waved to the guys who were squashed in the doorway and piled into Liam's car. We drove to Bristol International Airport and were singing at the top of our lungs to One Direction's debut album. Liam sat in the driver's side, fighting the urge to sing along and we all just laughed at him.
When we arrived, Liam dropped us off outside.
'Guys I can't come in with you for obvious reasons.' He said, turning round to face us all.
'Don't worry, we'll be fine.' I replied, smiling at him.
'Okay, then. You girls have a good time.' Liam kissed Jess and Jordan and I made gagging noises. Jess glared at us and got out of the passenger seat. We rolled our suitcases up to the airport, checked in and waited for our plane. It started getting dark on the runway and the lights flickered on in the airport.
Finally, the woman over the speakers announced our flight and we loaded our things onto the plane. As we sat down in our seats, right at the back, a familiar voice came from the front of the plane. It was a woman's voice and she was complaining about not getting a first class flight. She started to raise her voice and people started looking weirdly at her.
I tried to tell myself it wasn't her but it was true. There was no escaping it. I leaned over the seat in front of me and glanced at her. The same, wavy blonde hair, the inches beyond inches of make-up, the tan lines and the skimpy clothes... yup, it was all there.
Jasmine, Jack's ex stood there, flawless and as perfect as she always thought she was. She looked over and noticed me. It looked like she didn't know whether to smiled or mouth off at me but in the end she didn't do anything and just faced the air hostess again.
For crying out loud, could she not leave me alone?
