I'm Lost.. Take Me In? (One Direction) (Discontinued)

OKAYYYY SO THIS IS GOING TO BE A REALLY SUCKY CHAPTER I CAN ALREADY TELL. I’M SORRY I COULDN’T KEEP MY PROMISE OF POSTING IT TWO DAYS AGO BUT GUESS WHAT STRUCK ME MAJORLY? WRITERS BLOCK! IM DOING MY BEST ON WRITING THIS WHILE TRYING TO FIGHT OFF THE FACT THAT I AM REALLY DIZZY LIGHT HEADED WITH A MIGRANE AND FEEL LIKE THROWING UP. ALL BECAUSE I WAS SWINGING IN THE PARK OVER 2 HOURS AGO!!!! UGH! ANYWAY IM SOO SOO SOO SORRY THAT THIS CHAPTER IS NOT MEATING WHAT I USUALLY DO BUT I WILL MAKE UP FOR IT WITH FUTURE CHAPTERS, I SWEAR! ANYWAY READ ON!

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HARRY’S POV: (mostly his thoughts on everything JUST SAYNG)

The small green light above all of our seats lit up, warning us it was time to land. Zayn and Niall were still watching Norbit, Jadie was softly snoring in her reclined seat, and Lou, and Liam were still in the back talking about said Jadie. Running a hand through my hair in a tired manner, I sat down in my seat waiting for us to land in Vancouver. Management had told us it was easier for us to land in a private airport on the outskirts of Vancouver instead of the main airport in Seattle.  It’s confusing, but I kept my mouth shut about it. They are the reason I’m getting pay-checks. My mind started to wonder off about what Jadie had said earlier, with herself and JC. Don’t get me wrong when I say this, but I think she might have over-reacted just a little. I understand they got into a fight, and he didn’t even say goodbye, but it wasn’t worth crying over. I love Jadie like the little sister that she is, but it’s just too dramatic. I know Liam thinks the same, as well as Louis but why would any of us say stuff like this to a 13 year old girl who was put into tears for the first time? I think she just needs space, as well as everyone to stop smothering her. That’s why I’ve decided on keeping my distance, so she can get through this like a normal person, not a baby. My thoughts stopped there as Louis and Liam walked down the aisle towards their own seats. They both looked frustrated and tired, in fact, I think we all did.

It was another 20 minutes before we could actually get off the plane and head towards our smaller bus. By this point everyone was up and packing anything they took out back into the bags, along with folding any blankets and pillows we dragged out of the compartment. Looking at my watch it was only 2:00 o’clock in the morning, meaning fans were most likely asleep. The plane began to slightly bounce as the wheels started running across the ground, eventually coming to a halt in the right spot. I hadn’t really talked to anyone the entire ride, and I didn’t plan to for the rest of the day either. Things were tense and on edge around us right and it would only give me a head ache. We all used to be so fun, and carefree. Now we are constantly worried about Jadie and her well being, as well as making sure there is no repeat of what happened with Eleanor, which Louis still doesn’t know about. I could feel my mood worsening, the more I thought about all of this. Louis and I haven’t even had a day to hang out alone since Jadie came along, but as upset as it may make me feel, I would never want Jadie to leave. The small green light on the plane turned blue, giving us permission to get up, collect our things and leave. We would be meeting Paul and other security by the gates just in case words got out to fans and they are hoarding outside. Niall was the first one to get off the plane, then Liam, myself, Louis, Zayn, and Jadie. Outside was still a deep midnight blue, with the slight breeze that came with mornings. As I was walking I found Niall had slowed down and let everyone else walk ahead except me. I had meant what I said about not talking, or at least trying not to, but with Niall by my side that would be close to impossible. Niall and I were closer then we seemed, in fact that was the same with everyone in the band, and assistants, so I knew that I could talk to him about anything and he wouldn’t shoot me down. We walked for another 30 seconds before he finally spoke up.

“You haven’t said a word the entire plane ride Harry, what’s wrong? You were fine when we left the house right?” He was right. I had been fine when we left, besides being tired, but with the Jadie stuff on the plane it just had me thinking a lot about how things have changed and I guess it really did take a toll on my actions and behavior. When I didn’t say anything back, he just shook his head and kept quiet. I knew he was just trying to be a good friend, and I didn’t really have a reason to ignore him, but I needed to sort out my thoughts. Once I’ve done that, I’ll talk to him about it all.