Lilly's P.O.V:
I wanted so badly to call Beth and see if was actually 'fine' with the whole pregnancy thing. I mean, did she really know what she was letting herself in for? I know Beth and its not like her to be so calm about this, I know Louis would support her in whatever decision she chooses, but Beth had always said how she hates to see young Mum's walking around looking knackered and constantly stressed out.
Of course though it was captains orders for no telephoning, only texts, but this was not something I could not discuss over letters and smiley faces.
By the time I had checked my Twitter and scanned my Tumblr there was nothing more to do. There was just over an hour left on the plane, I looked at the 2 boys sat next to me who both had their attention on their IPhones. I knew if I didn't start a conversation with these guys soon I would become as bored as Louis in a carrotless shop.
"What you playing?" I asked the tall brunette headed boy who was sat right next to me. He paused and looked away from his game to look at me, I looked into his hazel eyes and I melted, I couldn't help but blush as he stuttered out his answer, not once taking his eyes off me.
"A-an-ang- angry birds." He got out eventually.
"Huh, is it any good?" I asked confused.
"You mean to tell me you've never heard of this game?" He looked at me with a shocked expression on his face, I just smiled.
"Urm, no, am I meant to?"
"Well, no, but its only the most addictive game ever.." He told me.
"Oh really, well how does it work?"
"Well you see these red birds you have to fling.." He began to tell me how the game works but I couldn't help but continue to stare into his eyes, nodding every now and then to make him think I was listening. He reminded me of Sean every time he smiled, his hair was very similar but his voice was more deeper, more sexier.
"You try." He finally ended passing me his phone, encouraging me to have a go. Shit, I thought to myself, I hadn't listened to a word he said, now hes gonna think i'm a right retard.
"Okay.." I said, a little shaky, I got the phone off the handsome boy and played the game. I had no clue what to do so I just flung this little red thing and made sure it hit a green thing.
As I finished I saw him smiling at me.
"Your a natural" He grinned.
"Thanks" I replied, trying my hardest not to blush as I gave the phone back to him.
There was kind of a small, but not awkward, silence for a while as I watched him play more of 'Angry Birds'. After he had practically completed the whole game, he turned and smiled at me once again, those hazel eyes locked on mine, his flawless face turning to me.
"What?" I finally asked, after he had been smiling at me for at least 4 minutes.
"Nothing, nothing. Its just i've never seen such beautiful blue eyes in all my life." He replied, and as he did I could feel butterflies multiply inside of me, my face turn a light shade of red, and my eyes could no longer look away from him as my smile grew from ear to ear.
I didn't know what to say after that, I just smiled at him and when he turned away to talk to the boy sat next to him, so did I, I turned my face to the window and saw fields, of fields, of fields, nothing but fields and farm houses, it reminded me of when Niall took me up in the hot air balloon that night as we looked across the fields of never ending shades of green.
Niall.
I had been trying so hard to forget about him, forget 'us' as I knew he had only done the same. The smile that I once had, dropped, it seemed as though it had dropped all the way to London, and could never be found again. Now I couldn't stop thinking of Niall, all the dates, all the kisses, all the restaurants, all the movies, all the fields, all the adventures, I lived them all with Niall. I couldn't help but just break down then, at that moment, right in the middle of my plane ride to Dublin. As the tears fell down my cheek to my chest I could feel my eyes getting puffy and I knew it would only be a matter of time when someone heard me sniffling and asked what was wrong. As if on cue the handsome, angry bird loving guy turned round and hugged me tight as if he was never going to let go.
"Look I know we've only just met on this plane, today, but you seem to be alone and i'm guessing i'm probably the only person on this plane you can call a 'friend'. So listen up beautiful, you may be feeling down now, for whatever reason that may be, but just remember, there's always a reason to smile." He whispered into my ear, making sure no one else could hear. Eventually he let go, and as I turned to face him he smiled, and I instantly smiled back, he whipped away my tears with his thumb and layed back in his seat, still facing me.
"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked giving me a sympathetic smile.
"Urm well ye-" Before I could answer he quickly chipped in.
"Oh sorry, that's none of my business, I shouldn't be asking these questions"
"No, no honestly its fine, I would actually like to talk about it. It feels like i've known you allot longer than I actually have." I smiled. After I had said it he chirped his up to face me and gave me a warm smile telling me to go on.
"Well you see, my cousins in this band, and I kind of fell in love with one of his band mates. He was amazing, I love him, I felt as though I knew he was the one, you know? But then because their on this show, they had to return, and go for a while. When he went he never texted, he never called, he didn't do anything like he promised, instead he just moved on, without me even knowing we was over. I'm sorry, I started crying, its just i'm moving to Ireland for a little while and that's the place he promised to take me when he got back, he lives there you see." I finally ended, face glued to my shoes, waiting for him to say something. I thought he was going to sit there and babble on about how its not my fault, how I shouldn't get upset over a jerk, and how I deserve so much better, but he didn't he said something I would have never expected.
"Niall James Horan." He then said, stating all he knew. I immediately looked up from the ground and to his calm, straight face who was already looking at me, confusion soon spread to all over my face. I wanted to ask him so many questions, all at once, but I knew he wouldn't understand. I sat there thinking of the first question to ask, and took a deep breath in.
"D-do y-yo-you know him?" I stuttered slightly, hoping he wouldn't notice.
"Yeah, I do. He lived on my street in Mullingar, we went to the same school, we even lived together once, hes a nice lad, I doubt he cheated on you, things just seem messed up, if you two just talked I bet you could sort it out." He answered, looking abit down himself.
"No, its all clear what happened. Hes moved on, i'm moving on, and that's final." I replied more stern than I had expected it to come out like.
He looked abit taken a-back by my tone in voice so he got out his phone and begun playing 'Angry Birds' once again.I just looked outside the window where I could now see a town, a city maybe, I was in Ireland, it coudln't be long now till we land.
I whipped out my phone before we was landing and posted a tweet.
Lilly_Official: Dublin here I am! :)xx
Just as the tweet had been sent the pilot sent out a message telling people to not use mobile phones while we are landing, then cabin crew quickly came round twitching all the lights off preparing for landing. I felt the plane jerk a few times and I could hear the wheels come out from the aeroplane to land. The force of the plane landing on the run way made me jump a little in my seat but I was glad we was finally here, I couldn't wait to get off this cramped up area they call a 'plane'.
"Ladies and Gentlemen we have landed in Dublin it is now 4o'clock in the afternoon and it is 5 degrees Celsius, my names Peeta Linson, thank you for flying with Thomson airlines." The pilot spoke out into the microphone so all on board could hear. I got out of my seat then and went to get my bag from the compartment that was high up. As soon as I had got my back I turned to leave the plane, one foot in front of the other, when I felt someone grab my arm. I looked back to see the handsome boy smiling at me once again.
"I never got your name..Or your number?" He asked with a cheeky grin on his face.
"Names Lilly Tomlinson. You?" I asked him before pulling out a pen and writing my number onto his hand.
"Chris Boston, and thanks i'll ring you, we should meet up some time?"
"Defiantly" I winked back, he then smiled and walked the opposite direction to me. I stood there as he walked away, the other side of the airport, people walking past me and nudging me to move, but I stayed there, watching him leave, until I could see him no more.
I walked all the way to collect my luggage from the luggage collection place, or whatever its called. It took long enough till it actually started going, I watched as all the different coloured bags went past, each time not being mine. Finally I spotted one that was mine and pulled it off the conveyor belt and stood it beside me. One after the other I got all my suitcases and wheeled them out of the airport, eager to find my taxi that would send me to my new flat.
It took me a while until I spotted the sign that read 'Tomlinson's Flat, Dublin' written on it and a man stood holding it up. I walked towards the man and nodded, he then showed me to the taxi and helped me put in my luggage. Soon enough I arrived at my new flat and tipped the taxi man extra for helping me get the luggage out and wheeling most of it inside for me.
I paused before turning the silver key that would unlock my home for a few months now, and just thought on how far i've come in the past year, all that I have achieved. Who knew I would be standing here now in Dublin, about to open a new flat where I would be staying because I would be working at a television studio everyday. With the thought in mind I opened the door, and gasped on how perfect it was, exactly how I had expected it would be. It was an average size flat, as soon as I walked in there was the living room, next to it was kitchen, then there was several doors leading to either bedrooms or a bathroom. As I began to explore the flat I noticed each room looked very bare and needed some furniture adding to it. I remembered that my Dad had said he had ordered me a new bed, sofa, T.V, table, chairs, cupboards, wardrobe, etc and it would be there just as I arrive at my flat. Just then there was a knock on my door, I opened it to find 5 men who came storming in with pieces of furniture. I told them where I wanted each furniture going before they put it down and pulled the plastic covers off, in no time all the furniture that was needed was put in my flat, and it no longer looked empty.
It took me a while to unpack everything but eventually I did it and I noticed when I had done the flat looked like my bedroom if it would be transformed into a flat, and I loved it, I loved looking around the rooms and seeing a little piece of 'me' in each one. It was 8 o'clock at night by the time I had finished, so I decided to curl up on the sofa and watch some T.V, before having an early night for my early start tomorrow morning.