Still Mine

What if someone said something to you, trying to discourage you from following your dreams. Would you give up on that dream? Or would you follow that dream and prove them wrong. What if the person who tired to discourage you came to an event of your dream that is now reality and tried to win you back?

My name is Olivia Wilson, and I know what I'd do.

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51. Chapter 51

Chapter 51

Liv’s POV

Hailey’s plane had left just a few minutes ago, so now I was sitting alone in the airport. I went ahead and walked back over to sit at my terminal until my plane came. I grabbed my phone out of my purse to occupy my time, but when I turned it on, my lock screen was flooded with texts and missed calls from none other than Harry. I don’t even get way he keeps trying to contact me, he should be happy that he doesn’t have to ‘date’ me anymore. He’s probably being forced to do it; his management probably isn’t done with me yet. They probably still wanted more publicity of us being together. My guess is they don’t like this version of the break up, my bet is when they wanted us to break up they would stage a big fight out in public. Then they’d try to have us get back together again in public.

I quickly stopped thinking about the whole thing and brought my attention to a game on my phone. It was hard to play my game though when every minute and text would appear that would pause my game, or a phone call that I would have to wait to go away until I could continue my game.

Thankfully after a few minutes the calling and texting died down, meaning he’d given up for now.

A few more minutes passed and an announcement came over the intercom saying my plane was here. I put my phone back in my purse and got out my ticket. I made sure I had everything, and sat up in my seat until they started boarding.

Once they started boarding my section, I got up and got in the line. I followed everyone as we gave the attendant our tickets and went into the hall that led to the plane.

It took awhile, but I finally made it into the plane. I looked at my ticket stub and tried to find my seat. I soon found where I was sitting, which was in the back, but I didn’t mind. Thankfully I had the row to myself right now, and I could only hope that no one else is assigned to this row.

I put my suitcase in the overhead bin, and then settled myself in the window seat. I put my purse under the seat in front of me, and leaned my in my seat as I watched people get on the plane.

I watched people put up their suitcases and sit down in their seats. I couldn’t help but wonder where everyone was going. Obviously they were going the Los Angeles right now, but do they have a connecting flight? Or are they just staying in LA, or maybe they are going outside of Los Angeles where there is no airport.

I was also wondering what was bringing them to Los Angeles, they could be going to visit someone, or they could be going home from visiting London.

Anyway, the front was now pretty much filled, and people were now starting to fill up the middle, and parts of the back. Thankfully no one had sat in my row yet, just around where I was.

 A few more minutes had passed, and the flight attendant just announced that they just closed the plane doors. I ended up having someone in my row, but he sat on the aisle seat, and was so consumed with his book to even notice me. He looked about a few years older than my dad, so my guess is he won’t acknowledge the presence of some teenager.

The plane soon took off after the flight attendants went over all the safety procedures, and made everyone look over the safety pamphlet, which I refer to as short comic books on how I might die, but that’s just me.

After the plane went into the air, the attendants came by witch menus, and went ahead and took everyone’s drink orders.

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I ended up falling asleep over halfway into the flight, and was woken up by the pilots voice over the intercom saying that we were starting our decent into Los Angeles.

I propped my seat up, and put my headphones and phone back into my purse and then looked out the window for a while.

I tried to see of I could spot any familiar places that we might be flying over. I knew my parents house, which is also my house, was near the airport, but there are so many house in that neighbor that I doubt I would be able to spot mine. I did however see the outdoor shopping center I love to go to, along with my favorite movie theater.

I soon felt the plane begin to lean down as it positioned itself to land on the runway.

Once it did land, everyone got up and the people in the front got out their suitcases and began to walk out once the doors were opened.

Since I was at the back it took me awhile until I finally got to get out my suitcase and walk off the plane.

I wondered where my parents would be waiting for me. I knew they were really excited to see me, but I wasn’t sure if they could get to my terminal or not without a ticket.

As I stepped into the airport, I looked around to see if I could spot my parents anywhere.

“Liv!” I heard someone shout, and I looked over and saw my parents at the other side of the terminal with gigantic smiles on their faces.

I quickly ran over to them, and they engulfed me into a hug as I let my suitcase fall from my grasp.

“Oh we missed you so much,” my mom said as she continued to hug me.

“I missed you too,” I said back as the three of us pulled away from the embrace.

“Is this all you brought or did you check any bags?” my dad asked as we walked out of the terminal.

“No this is it,” I said.

“So how has the tour been? How’s London?” my mom asked as we continued walking.

“The tour’s been fun, London’s been fine,” I stated.

They continued asking me questions, mostly about the tour, as we walked out to their car. My mom said she made a big meal for me with all my favorite foods, so I was looking forward to that. I was happy they weren’t asking me any questions about London yet, because I didn’t feel like talking about all that. I knew by the time we got home though and started eating they’d run out of tour questions and start to think of other questions. I had nothing to worry about right now though, because they were still fresh on questions asking me about all the places I’ve gone to so far on the tour and what all the crowds were like.

I found it funny how they could come up with so many things to talk about. With them a conversation could last forever on one topic because they always had so much to ask and say. Especially now because they haven’t seen me in person in a long time. 

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