Chapter Eight
-;-Alex's POV-;-
"Ladies and Gentlemen, please take your seats. Flight 429, Sydney is about to take flight. Thank you and have a nice time!" a chirpy pilot announced.
"Does this plane have WiFi?" I heard Liam ask.
"Yeah, I think." Niall answered him.
"Yes! I'm doing a Twitcam!" Liam cheered and flipped open his laptop.
I let out a soft sigh and rested my head on Louis' shoulder.
"What's wrong love?" Louis asked softly.
"I hate having to sit on a plane for hours. I get antsy." I sighed, squirming in my seat. Louis let out a small chuckle.
"You and me both." he said and placed head on top of mine. "Can you believe it's been two days since I first started talking to you?"
"I feel like I've known you forever though." I giggled.
"Well we have, just never actually talked to each other. It's amazing how comfortable we are with each other. I was expecting things to be quite awkward."
"That was the first time I ever heard your voice." I said, ignoring his comment.
"Really?" I nodded.
"First time I ever saw you so close. First time I ever hugged you."
"First time I ever got to hold you in my arms." he corrected. I let out a soft laugh. "I still can't believe Simon Cowell is your uncle. I saw pictures of you at the studio, I just thought it was someone who looked like you."
"I think it's actually ironic. I spent my summers with him, he'd leave to go to the studio in the morning. He offered for me to come, I always said no. If only I had said yes I would have realized he was working with you."
"Hm."
"And that one night I went out with my cousin, was the night you boys would be over for dinner. I can't believe it." I shook my head.
"How long have you known?" he suddenly asked.
"Known what?"
"That I've been in love with you." he whispered.
"It was a year after you left." I answered, recalling the day his sisters gave me the letter.
"How did you react?"
"Honestly?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows. He nodded. "I cried." I said sheepishly.
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