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Chapter 13

Chapter 13

"One ticket to Dallas, Texas." I said to the woman. She nodded and took my credit card. 

"It's pretty late to be flying alone." she said, while typing on her computer. 

"I'm in a pretty bad situation. Not many friends at the moment." I sighed. 

"You're that girl from the magazines. You're dating some famous boy right? From One Direction?" 

"Was.." I whispered. She looked at my sympathetically. 

"I'm sorry. Here's your ticket, gate 4. Have a nice flight." 

"Thanks." I mumbled, taking my ticket and credit card. I made my way to gate number 4, where my plane would be. 

I knew no one would like me after they found out I was a complete stranger. Louis wouldn't love me after he found out. Stupid Niall. Stupid Danielle. Telling me he'd want me to stay. Stupid Perrie. 

Fucking platypus. 

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I got settled into my seat, readying myself for the long flight ahead. 

"No carry on?" a young boy asked, sitting next to me. 

"Nope." I answered. 

"Are you okay? It looks like you've been crying." he said, examining my face. 

"It's nothing. Just drama at home.." 

Home. I called it home. It was my home. I felt loved there. I felt cared for and special. People paid attention to me. 

"So you're leaving?" he questioned. 

"I have to. It's part of the plan." I sighed. 

"Plan?" 

I stayed quiet. 

"Look, I know we only just met but I'm a good listener. You can even cry on my shoulder." he smiled. 

"Promise not to tell anyone?" 

He stuck out his pinky finger. "Promise." 

I hooked my finger with his and explained the whole story. Not leaving out a single detail. From arriving in London, to flying to L.A, and now.