~Dylan's P.O.V.~
The next morning we had to wake up really early in order to get on the plane. We were in the airport for awhile but we finally made it onto the plane. I got the window seat so that was cool.
I was holding hands with Calum. He would occasionally kiss it and kiss my forehead. It was kinda weird because when we came here, we were fighting and wanted nothing to do with each other.
"What was your favorite part about being in New York?" I asked. "Getting back together with you and meeting your parents." He replied with a smile. I kissed his cheek and laid my head down on his shoulder.
I felt a kick from behind my chair. I turned around and saw a boy who looked around the age of 15 "Can you please stop?" I asked nicely. He smirked and nodded his head. "Of course." He said. He obviously wasn't.
I sighed and sat back down. He kept kicking my seat and I tried to be patient but it didn't work out so well. I ended up yelling at him which caused me to get yelled at by everyone on the plane.
I hate people nowadays.
