Noortje’s POV

I woke up still leaning against Tony. He was staring at the in flight screen that was in the seat in front of him. I watched as two people in the movie were talking to each other in sinister light. There was no making out which movie it was or what was actually happening. I reached up and took one of his earphones out of his ear and kissed his cheek. He looked down at me and grinned.
“I’m gonna go to the bathroom,” I informed.
“Ok,” He said and pecked me on the lips, snatching the earphone out of my hand and putting it back into his ear.
I stuck my tongue out at him and got out of my seat, grabbing a pad out of my bag. So… how to take it with me without everybody being able to see why I was going to the bathroom? Bring my whole bag would also raise suspicion, and it was way to big to fit in those stupid small pockets. I guess just holding it and trying to hide it with my hand was to way to go.Doing just that I walked towards the front and waited for the person already in the stall to come out. Luckily there was nobody else waiting, or that was until the guys from before joined me.

He smiled at me and said, “So how are you feeling?”
“A lot better, thank you.” I replied sincerely.

He looked at what I had in my hand, causing me to blush. I tried hiding it a bit behind me, and he looked back up before smiling at me again. Ugh, this was so awkward. He probably thought I was one of those girls that had terrible period cramps and whined about them the entire time. Great impression, right? Why did this have to be so embarrassing! I already had a miscarriage, I don’t need the whole world to know about it!

A girl that looked around 13, wearing a PTV shirt, joined to cue and looked at me, eyes wide and mouth agape. Could this get any worse? She was holding a notebook and kept staring at me, I decided to kindly smile back at her, and quickly pushed the pad into the guy’s hand.
“Oh. My. God.” She whisper-yelled.
“C-can you s-sign this for me?” She held out her notebook for me, and placed a sharpie on top of it.
“Sure, where do you want me to sign it?” I said with a smile still on my face.
“Just the cover, thank you.”
I did exactly as she asked and looked at her shirt again. Tony’s, Jaime’s, Mike’s, and Vic’s faces were on it, making me laugh a little bit.
“I’m happy they haven’t made any new shirts with me on them as well. I’m pretty sure that would look horrible.” I giggled.
“Oh, I’m sure it wouldn’t. I would probably buy it.” She assured.
“Well, that’s nice to know.”
“Can I say one more thing?”
“Sure, go ahead.”
“Are you ok? I heard you were in the hospital!”
“Yeah, all good,” I affirmed, “Tony and I are flying back home today, the others are already there.”
“I totally ship you and Tony. You would be so cute together. I totally think you should get together!”
“Umm…” I said awkwardly.
“I’m sorry,” She rambled, “I don’t know why I said that… I’ll just leave now…”
She slowly back away leaving me and the kind guy alone.

“So a famous person, I see.” The guy winked and handed me back the pad.
“Thank you for holding this, I really don’t know what I would do if the fans found out about what happened.” I blushed.
’I’m guess they also don’t know about you and…?”
’Tony. Yeah, they don’t know. Our band mates also didn’t know till yesterday… or was it today? Ugh, that’s besides the point.”
“What happened?”
“I fell on stage, and apparently I was pregnant. So I had a miscarriage, which is why I have this.” I held up the pad.
Just at that moment a pregnant woman got out of the stall and I looked at her. That could have been me in a couple of months… but I shouldn’t get jealous. It happened for a reason, Tony and I weren’t ready. We have just been together for 2 months, and we are both in a touring band, how would that have worked out with a tiny baby?

I turned back to the guy, “I don’t even know why I’m telling you all this. I guess it’s just good to talk to someone about it, thank’s again.”
He nodded and I went in the stall.
Now to face all the blood.

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“You look so tired,” I mumbled while tracing the bags underneath Tony’s eyes.
“That’s probably because I am.” He chuckled.
“Try to get some sleep.”
“But-“
“No, I’ll be fine,” I patted my lap, “you can use me as a pillow, unless you’re kinda disgusted by… you know.”
“I’m not disgusted, baby. You should never think that.”

He put his head in my lap and closed his eyes as I was playing with his hair. I looked out in front of me and watched the many people in the airport. There were people hurrying, and ones being simply annoying with how slow they were walking; people looking at the different stores, and others ignoring everything happening around themselves. We had three hours till our plane from New York left for San Diego. Tony had stayed up the entire flight, just to make sure I was ok. Sure, it was sweet and all, but the entire journey would be 17 hours, and there was no way I was going to let him stay awake the entire time.

I heard Tony snore slightly and I knew he had fallen asleep in a matter of seconds. Sleepy Tony plus playing with his hair equals a happily asleep Tony. I had figured out the trick one time when Tony came to my apartment, completely upset about a breakup. Since then we always came to each other whenever we were in complete hysterics, because nobody else knew how to deal with us. We were both each other’s life line.

In the meantime I decided to check my social media and saw I was tagged in a post by Vic.
@PierceTheVic: @NoortjeOtt @Tony_Turtle We’re drinking all your alcohol.
Attached was a photo of Him, Jaime, and Mike sitting around our coffee table, with all the bottles and a few glasses. I chuckled and decided to reply.
@NoortjeOtt: @PierceTheVic You only have to worry about @Tony_Turtle, luckily he’s asleep now. Should I draw a moustache on him?
I took a selfie of us, me pulling a funny face, and Tony doing whatever he does when he sleeps. It was sure to make the fans go crazy, but they go crazy with any photo that includes me and Tony, no matter how far apart we are.

Before I knew it our flight was being called. I tried waking up Tony and he stirred.
“You have to wake up, baby. We don’t want the plane to leave without us.” I murmured.
Tony nodded and slowly sat up, rubbing his eyes.
“Let’s go then.” He yawned.

I felt really sorry for him. He probably barely slept the last couple of weeks. Everything was going wrong with me, and he was most likely worried sick, afraid that anything would happen to me. And now he seemed so determined to keep an eye on me. He was such a caring person and I was so lucky he actually stayed with me through all of this. I’m pretty sure many other people would have left me ages ago.

We took our seats and were again separated, but this time only one chair difference. Tony was sitting at the window, while I was at the aisle. We would probably be able to ask the person seated in between us if we could switch, so it shouldn’t have been too much of a problem.

The guy from the last flight showed up at our row and laughed slightly.
“And I’m keeping you guys apart again.” He chuckled.
“You’re a real asshole, you know.” I joked.
“Even if I let you take my seat?”
“Really?”
“Yeah, go ahead, it won’t make a difference for me anyway.”
I moved over next to Tony, which caused him to wake up again. He looked at me with tired eyes.
“Go back to sleep, baby.” I murmured and gave him a kiss while moving my hand through his hair.
He rested his head on my shoulder, kissed my neck, and fell back asleep.

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There were about 3 hours left of the flight and Tony was still asleep. I hadn’t been able to sleep and so resorted in talking to the guy next to me. I found out that his name was Luke, which Tony would probably like, and that he had lived in England for a few years, but was now returning to the states.

“If you want to me to get you anything, just ask, ok?” Luke told me.
We had created a weird relationship. We had only know each other for a few hours, but it was like he was my best friend already.
“Umm, the only thing you can do for me now, is let me go out so I can go to the bathroom. It’s been way too long since I’ve gone, and I should probably go before something bad happens.” I said embarrassed.
“Hahaha, sure.”
He got up, letting me get out and helped me get what I needed out of the overhead locker. I thanked him and steadily made my way to the bathroom and did my business. When I got back I saw Tony had waken up, even though I had tried to slowly move him to the other side before I had gotten up. I sat back down and got comfortable against his chest.
I frowned, “Did I wake you up?”
“No,” He grinned sleepily, “I just missed your presence and woke up.”
“That’s basically the same thing.” I pouted.
He leaned down and kissed the pout away. I smiled up at him.
“I love you.” I mumbled.
“I love you too.”
“No, I mean it. I’m so surprised you haven’t chosen to leave me yet. I’ve just been causing drama lately.”
“Yes, there might have been a lot of things we found out about you that we didn’t know about, but I will never leave you. I love you too much for that.”

I wrapped my arms around his waist and nuzzled my head further in his chest. He chuckled and moved his hand so he could stroke my hair. I really hoped nothing bad ever happened between us… But relationships either end up forever or they end up in breakups.

Notes

So, I've been trying to add more stuff that isn't dialogue, but it isn't really working, is it?

- DSN