The grin on my face has not seized since the second I agreed to go with Louis to America with him and the lads. Mum and Dad did't have many issues with me going, they already had one kid missing from home, now they have two gone, they can finally go on the vacation to the Bahamas they've been planing for years. The time has come. Louis, Mum and Dad were all staring at me. Mum had tears, Dad had a half-hearted smile, and Louis had the biggest possible grin. I was excited to go, a little scared, and nervous. I wasn't sure the boys would like having a girl around all the time. Sure the boys love me, i'm Louis sister, but we've only hung out for hours at a time. Not months. I have to leave all those thoughts behind me for now, its time to make our final goodbyes.
"Be good honey." Dad lectured.
"I will dad!"
"Not you Louis, I was talking to Hanna."
"Ahaha, yes Dad, I'll try to be good." I joked.
"I love you darling." Mum said through sobs.
"Mum, its alright. I'll be fine. I'll call all the time."
"All right deary, dont forget."
"I wont."
"Hey, how come you two weren't this upset when I left?!" Louis exclaimed.
"Because you're an annoying pain in my..."
Then the intercom came on announcing out flight number and it was time to go.
"Next time then Dad?" Louis said with a wide grin?
"Next time son." They exchanged a strong hug and released. Louis hugged Mum after I did and after all pleasantries were done, Louis and I made our way toward the plane.
Quickly and suddenly I turned away from Louis' grasp and yelled to Mum and Dad.
"ENJOY YOUR TRIP! BE GOOD!"
They smiled and waved back. I returned to Louis' arm and we walked silently but happily to the planes gates.
As we sat in out seats on the plane, Louis went to go to the loo. I quietly observed all the people walking in to also take their seats. As they came, I couldn't help but notice an attractive boy with brown hair a defined jawline, he was wearing a simple white t-shirt and casual grey sweatpants all the while switching glances from the people around him to his phone through his black aviators. I couldn't help but staring. I don't know why I was so interested in him. Maybe it was because he was good looking, or because I wanted to see behind his glasses to complete his face with his eyes. Or maybe even because I noticed drumsticks sticking out of this backpack. I think he noticed my staring because he laughed abruptly at nothing while he looked in my direction. As he looked at me, I glanced down at my fingers, and picked at my fingers, a bad habit I can't seem to shake. I was determined not to be caught looking at him again, as I vowed this to myself. Then i suddenly feel the chair next to me move while someone sat down.
"Louis, you were gone a while, you okay?" I asked as I turned my head to look at Louis. It wasn't Louis.
