Brave ~ Sequel to Jay Cee El

Chapter Fifty Four ~ Photos Niall Sent To Me

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Liz's P.O.V

                I think I'm in love with these nausea pills. I'm not even joking. They help me get through his horrible flight. Which by the way is like... six hours. Not as long as the flight from California to Maine, but still long enough. It was incredibly boring, if I do say so myself. The plane took off about noon earlier today, which means we should be arriving in Ireland at about six o'clockish. I'm excited about going there and seeing where Niall grew up, but I'm also really nervous.

                What if his parents don't like me? My parents loved Niall, which was great for him. He doesn't have to worry about it anymore. But I do. And let me tell you, I'm worrying about it. I've been texting the girls throughout the whole flight because someone fell asleep. And that someone was Niall. I don't get why he fell asleep, especially because he's finally going to be seeing his family. He should be bouncing off the wall. But instead he's asleep and using my shoulder as a pillow. Not that I mind though, I like how my cuddliness has rubbed off on him.

                But anyway... Julie and Caitlin have been telling me to calm down and that his parents would love me. I keep trying to calm down and relax but I'm just so nervous. Niall means so much to me, he's the first guy I ever really loved. If his parents don't like me, or don't accept our relationship, I don't know what I'd do. I'd probably cry myself to sleep or something.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane will be landing in a few short minutes. Please buckle your seatbelts and turn off all electronics." Someone said over the intercom thingy.

                I looked over at Niall, who was still asleep. I reached across his lap and pulled the seatbelt, strapping him in. I'll just let him sleep till we actually land. I grabbed my phone and shut it off. Niall's phone, which was on his lap, was still on. I grabbed it and shut it down for him. He stirred in his sleep and opened his eyes.

"Morning sleepyhead, we're just about to land. Here's your phone, I turned it off for you." I said, handing him his fun.

"What? Oh yeah... thanks." Niall mumbled, obviously still sleepy.

                I laughed a little and grabbed his hand. I've always hated the whole 'landing' part of the plane ride. I think that taking off and landing is the hardest part because that's the part where I get really nauseas. I guess Niall sensed my nervousness, even though he just woke up, because he squeezed my hand and kissed my cheek.

                By the time the plane landed I was surprised at how well my stomach took it. I guess the pills haven't worn off yet, which was really great. I don't want to blow chucks in front of my boyfriends family. That would be mortifying. I'd never be able to look them in the eye.

                Once we were given the okay to get up I was on my feet. I wanted to get off this stupid plane more than anything else in this world. Well, maybe besides my own mall. I think I want that a little more than getting off this plane. But then again, what girl wouldn't want their own mall? My point exactly.

"Here, I'll carry that for ya." Niall said, taking the carry on.

                I thanked him and grabbed his other hand. We started making our way out of the plane. The airport was a little busy, but a lot less busier than the one back in Maine. I wonder where in Ireland we are? Are we in Dublin? I've only been here once on the Take Me Home tour. But other than that I'm not very familiar with Ireland.