Taken

Chapter 4: Plane Ride

As I ran towards Niall and away from my parents, I couldn't help but think that I was a bad person. My mom didn't want me to go. She'd just said that. She didn't even bother asking me to stay because she knew I wouldn't change my mind. I didn't want to stay. I wanted to live with Niall. I wanted to do something for myself for once. I wanted to do something that I wanted to do for a change, and if that meant leaving the people who gave me life, then so be it. Did that make me a bad person?

No. Because my parents did the same thing when they were my age. They moved away from their friends and family because they wanted to take charge of their lives. And that's exactly what I was doing now. As I ran towards Niall, and away from my parents, I ran towards my new life, and away from the old one.

Still, I couldn't help the tears that leaked from my eyes as we took off. I looked out the window as we began moving down the run way, holding back the tears. But, as we lifted off into the sky, the dam broke, and the ears poured out. I squeezed my eyes shut, and bent over my knees in the seat, putting my face in my hands.

"You okay?" Niall asked me. I raised up, and nodded, avoiding his gaze. "Are you sure?" Again I nodded, and looked out the window so he couldn't see my face. "You know you didn't have to come with us. Maybe this was a bad idea, and we need to go back." I whipped my head around to face him.

"No!" I said. "Niall, I'm fine. I don't want to go back. I want to stay with you." He looked at me.

"I just don't want you doing something you're going to regret."

"Then don't make me go back."

"Alright." I leaned in to give him a hug, and his arms wrapped around me in response.

"So, what do I do to entertain myself? There's not much to do on a plane." I said, looking around.

"Oh, you'd be surprised." He laughed at my confused expression. "You're forgetting who you're with." And boy was he right. I honestly didn't think even these boys could find such way to entertain themselves.

At first, we all watched a movie. By the end of it, everyone had fallen asleep except for me. Niall sat beside me. His head leaned back against the seat, his mouth hanging open as he slept. I stared at him, smiling, a soft laugh escaping my throat.

"Stop staring at me, and go to sleep." My mouth opened in shock, and Niall moved his head, opening his eyes. He smirked at me.

"How did you-"

"I can feel you staring at me." He said. "Now go to sleep."

"I'm not tired."

"Sure you aren't." Niall said, his eyes closing again.

"Well, maybe a little. I don't think a small nap will hurt." And I closed my eyes, and fell asleep. However, I wish that I hadn't. And I'm sure Zayn does too.

Zayn's P.O.V

The six of us watched a movie. Each one watching something different aside from Louis and Harry who watched one, and Niall and Amberlynn who watched one together. Most of us fell asleep before our movie was over. I woke up first, to find everyone else still asleep. Not wanting to wait for them to wake up, I decided to wake up Louis because i knew he wouldn't be mad. I got up and stepped over tot he seat that he was asleep in.

"Louis." I said quietly while shaking him gently. "Louis, wake up." He groaned softly, and his eyes opened. Louis blinked slowly a few times, before his eyes focused on me.

"Zayn?" He asked sleepily. "Is that you?"

"No, it's Peter Pan. Yes it's me. Who else would it be?"