恋 Wʜᴇɴ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴡᴇ ʙᴇ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ?

[new americana.]

{ posting in just a moment ^^ }

[oh bother.]

Ａｌｅｘ Ｍｏｎｒｏｅ →→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→→Ｔｈｅ Ｂａｓｓｉｓｔ → Ｌｉａｍ
After all this time they would finally be together. Alex could hardly believe in, it fact she didn't really know what to think. In her heart she knew she was happy, but her body didn't really feel it. Once she had been part of that couple you'd often see together on the corner. She and Liam had been that lovely couple who knew nothing but naive love, and summer breezes. With a heavy sigh, Alex turns away from the plane window to gaze at the streams of ember light that the setting sun. What if she and Liam couldn't feel the same about one another again? Thoughts flooded and terrified her mind. If they couldn't she would be stuck on the other side of the world, much more than far from home. As worried emotions pile on Alex, she begins to fall asleep.

As the plane touched down, Alex woke. Her peaceful sleep had wiped her mind clear, and good thing too. Gathering her things, she got ready to see Liam again. They had been told that the boys would be waiting to bring the girls back to their flats. Would he smile and run to her as he use too? Or would he stand back and awkwardly return a simple handshake. With a puff of a sigh, Alex smoothed her hair and exited the terminal. Her heart pounded, as she guessed the other girls were also, as she looked over the crowd. Then he spotted him, standing off with the other boys. Her body jolted forward, wanting to spring into his arms. She held herself though, fighting the emotions as she carefully walked over to him with a timid smile.
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He had woken up much to early this morning, or maybe he should say much to early last night. Zayn had hardly slept, for he had known what would come when he awoke. The thought that his lovely Ariel was on her way to him made him jittery. The effects of a sleepless night showed on his delicate face. Hopefully she wouldn't care the state he was in. He did look rather horrible, at least from his pretty boy perceptive. His hair was flopped all around, laid on his head in a scruffy mess; clothes hastily thrown on from who knows where and deep bags under his eyes, standing out like deep bruises on his pastey skin. Some how though, he managed to pull the look off. The look of sleepliness was almost cute on him, and made him look gentle. Not that he wasn't already.

Since seven in the morning he had been waiting, he and the other boys had little to no idea when the girls would arrive and wanted to be there early. By now his Ipod had died, and he couldn't use his Iphone incase someone needed to reach him. So Zayn sat back relaxed in an airport chair with a cheap book bought at the small shoppe. He was the imagine of comfort, with baggy sweat pants and tight shirt and beanie. When the girls finally showed, Zayn was asleep and curled up in his chair.
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[new americana.]

ｂｅｌｌｅ ｍａｒｔｉｎｓ

mood: very nervous - with: the girls - crush: Louis - outfit: xx

Belle sat down on the plane, running a hand through her straight hair as her dark brown eyes absentmindedly flickered out the window. She was nervous, almost scared, to meet up with the guys. Especially Louis. Her summer romance with the lad had really brought out a side of her she never knew about. Being around him had changed her in all good ways possible. The way his arms wrapped around her in their often short but meaningful hugs, the feel of his lips pressed against hers, the way his funny personality could light up a room... A small smile laced the brunette's lips as she thought about him. But all too suddenly, her thoughts reflected on how he'd been ripped away from her. It's a terrible way to put his leaving, but that's how it felt to her. Their last night together was something she would find herself cringing at; all night, she was wrapped in his arms while weeping into his chest. She bit her lip and quickly tried to clear her scattered mind. To do this, she turned on her iPod and placed her earphones in as she felt the plane take flight.

She didn't know how long she had sat there, staring out of the window while trying to calm herself, but she found herself practicly jumping out of the seat when the annoucer's voice came over the speakers, telling everyone that they'd landed. Slowly standing, she shook out her sleepings for a moment before grabbing her small bag she'd been carrying. Her dark eyes darted around the surrounding seats, and she spotted her four best friends almost immediately. They, too, had fallen for a member of One Direction and had a relationship with them over the summer. The girl almost found it funny how they'd each started liking one of the members on the very same night. They each look as nervous as me, she thought, running another hand through her dark brown hair to fix it before stepping out of her small compartment and out to the tiny waiting area. And that's where she spotted him.

He looked the same as when she'd last seen him, and she literally froze for a few seconds as her eyes fluttered over him. Same hypnotizing eyes, same beautiful smile... A slow blush creeped over her cheeks as she realized she'd been holding up the line, and she instictively pushed a few strands of hair embarassingly behind her ear as she stepped out of the way. Though her eyes never left the lad, and she gave him a small, warm smile.

ｈａｒｒｙ ｓｔｙｌｅｓ

mood: anxious - with: the guys - crush: Mackenzie - outfit: x

Harry ran a hand through his curls, letting out a slow, deep breath. Currently, the lad was sitting next to a sleeping Zayn and watching for the girls with wide green eyes. Truthfully, he didn't look his best. He'd been too excited and anxious that he'd woken up as early as seven in the morning to wait for the girl he still couldn't get out of his mind. Yes, his summer love Mackenzie just wouldn't leave his head. Everything about her was absolutely perfect, and he could hardly stand to sit here and wait for her. It seemed like it's been forever. And yet, she still couldn't see the girls yet. He let out an almost silent sigh, looking down at his hands that were currently settling in his lap.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of voices and her green eyes flashed up. A few people were exiting the plane that had recently landed, and he felt himself catch his breath when he saw one of the girls in the band. Then two, then three. Yet none of them were Mackenzie. He looked past them, trying to spot her through the crowd.

[e l d e r i a]

gale hemingsway

"Without the dark we'd never see the stars..."

Mood: Nervous
With: The Gals
Crush: Niall
Outfit: This stuff.

⊰ This was it. The day the brunette had been waiting anxiously for. She stepped into the plane's mild atmosphere. She finally got to see her summer love, Niall Horan, after he went home to work. Now how did this simple Texas gal meet and catch the eyes of the Irish boy and singer? Well I will tell you, one night Gale was at a small gig with her best friends and band mates. They had been picking up small gigs everywhere to pay for college in her case. She was due to go to the University of Montana in Missoula, Montana. They were tending to their instruments, in her case a black Fender acoustic guitar. Her family all pitched in to get her the thing and she was quite proud of it. In the middle of her tuning the door opened and somewhere a girl gasped. In walked the four British on Irish band known as One Direction. She didn't take much notice. They were just another band to her. Another group of friends who happen to have musical talents. They didn't seem all that interested either. Not until after the few sings that they sang when they flooded the group with compliments. One boy's attempts at vying for her attention seemed more determined than the others. She found herself looking into the eyes of Niall James Horan. Immediately she thought, 'He has beautiful eyes.' Which was true. The blue green irises were crystal clear. Like a tropical pond. It took Gale a long while to warm up to the lad; but when she did they were laughing like they had been friends forever. Was it fate that she'd meet him in such an informal time? Whatever it was her summer was spent her fingers intertwined his his walking through carnivals eating fluffy pink cotton candy. She was crushed when the calls from his boss became more frequent. One night there were sitting on the couch in each others arms, not really watching the movie that was on: just holding each other close. His phone flashed 'Paul' over the top. "If you would excuse me, my lovely." She could still hear his voice as he stood, retracting from her embrace. She could only watch knowing he'd have to leave as his face became somber. The next morning he had to catch the six o'clock plane back home. She was asleep when he left. Throughout her beautiful summer at his side they had shares hugs a plenty, sweet words, and maybe one kiss.

With her love story beginning a new chapter, Gale sat in her plush airplane seat. She looked around as the other girls found where they'd like to sit. Gale gave a soft smile and sank down into the seats plushness. She was excited to be seeing Niall again. She still had feelings for him, but there was one part of her that nibbled with the doubt that he had moved on and the feelings weren't neutral. It could have just been a fling to him. Or he could have been using the naive girl. No… not with what he preaches in the songs he sings. "Every girl is beautiful and deserves to find true love." What if he wasn't her true love? That wouldn't be her fault right? Member mind. She pushed the stressors from her mind and let her eyes close. Evenly breathing, she fell asleep.

Gale was startled awake as the plane bounced on the landing strip. They were here already? She must've slept a long time. Sitting up the girl stretched with her arms over her head. She rolled her neck. 'Never sleeping on a plane ever again.' she thought groaning. Standing the girl looked to her friends as they rose from they're seats. Some were also rubbing sore muscles and stiff joints. She retrieved her guitar from the seat behind her. She had insisted on taking it on. She never trusted the airline crew to "take care" of her stuff. Stepping off the plane she wondered if they were meeting the guys somewhere or if they were picking them up. She stood corrected when she caught sight of the boys. The other girls had seem them too from the way they shifted nervously. Her eyes caught on the Irish lad and she smiled. Her excitement grew as she looked into his beautiful blue eyes that she loved so much. She didn't notice it now, but something was off. The twinkle in his eyes was missing. As were the fireworks previously felt last summer.

liam payne

"Everyone is beautiful in their own way."

Mood: Excited
With: The Lads
Crush: Alex

✯ The boy ran a hand through his light brown locks. He shifted in place with a obvious nervous excitement. He stood with the other lads as they anxiously awaited the arrival of their summer loves whom they had to leave for work a week ago. Thanks to constant begging and pleading they finally broke Paul down into getting them tickets to London. In return he'd get two months stress free. This meant no drama, no fights. Liam smiled at himself. He'd have no problem with that. He was always the daddy figure of the rest of the lads although he was one of the younger boys. He was often known as Daddy Direction.

The boy was thinking about Alex when the plane landed on the runway. He was shaken from his deep thoughts when one of the lads nudged his shoulder. Liam put of a grin as the galls walked into the large space carrying their luggage. He spotted Alex and he swore his heart skipped a beat. He wanted to rush over, take her in his arms, and kiss her soft lips like they had no time left. He gave her a happy smile and went to take her luggage like the gentleman he was. "Hello love." he greeted her with a gentle hug and a kiss on the cheek. Leaning over slightly he picked up her bags.

[new americana.]

{ bump c: }

[oh bother.]

If the other's don't post soon I'll talk to them c;

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She smiled, handing over her luggage willingly. His kiss made shivers run down her spine, and as it seemed they often did, only left her wanting more. If she could Alex absolutely would've pulled him to her and held him for ages. To be the same was what she wanted, but not everything can be just how she wanted. Maybe this would bring the two of them even closer. Alex smiled at Liam and sighed. "Have you been doing well?" Glancing at him over her shoulder now, she began to move torwards the enterance of the builting.

It was odd how long the time the had spent away from each other felt. Love sickness, that's what Alex's grandmother would've called it. When you feel weak each moment away from your parner, and each moment spread into an eternity. How right she was, back then Alex didn't understand what she spoke of. Now with age though, she understood. Perhaps knowing that she was love-struck made it better but not by much. "I'm guessing there's a car waiting for us?" Alex smiled back at him.
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[just'marley]

>>So sorry for late post! I've been really busy.. Urm, Mackenzie's form is finished on the first page.
Louis is still a wip.. I was worried my parents would come in and yell at me for being on. So yup.

>>Mackenzie<<
Ѧσσ∂;
Bored
Nervous
Ɯнɛяɛ;
Plane
Airport
Ƭαℓκιиɢ тσ;
No one.
Ɯɛαяιиɢ;
x

Ѧαcκɛиʓιɛ Ĵαиɛ ˩ιттℓɛ

Kenzie ‡ 17 ‡ Harry
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Mackenzie sat on the plane with a somewhat bored expression tossed over her face. Her cheek was pressed against the cold, oval shaped window which was placed next to her seat. Pretty much all she had done for the 8 hours of the ride was watch the clouds, wonder about Harry, read, practice chords on her ipad, and think of Harry some more. You see, she wasn't exactly over her summer love. It made her blush deeply to even think of her curly haired idiot, setting her straight to fangirl mode almost every time she looked at her hands and imagined his within hers. Ah, but Kenzie rarely ever got like this with a guy... Which made her extremely nervous to see him after a year. I mean, the lads could have met hundreds, thousands, even millions of girls on tour. Why would she be so special as to be stuck in his mind, for him to feel the same way? Well, she would just have to suck it up and play along. It wouldn't be the first time long distance relationships didn't work out.

Mackenzie's curly brown hair hung just at chest height, a floppy white beanie sitting towards the back of her head. The small girl wasn't really one for long ride, especially up in the air, thousands of feet from the surface of the Earth. Them being directly over the ocean made her feel quite sick, too. The sleeves to her Hollister jacket looked as if they hadn't been picked up for a month, as it had been balled up in her hand most of the ride. Though, now currently, her fingers were wrapped around the small owl pendant hanging around her neck nervously. Oh gosh... Sure, she loved Harry, or at least thought she did, but this would probably go down all wrong. What would she say to the boy? Hi, I haven't seen you in a year, but I hope you still like me... because I like you. No! Things don't happen like that, and if they do... well, that's pretty awkward. Letting out a shaky breathe, Kenzie lifted up her head slightly, only to have it plop down on the window again heavily. She took a deep breathe in, her fingers tapping nervously against her jeans out of habit.

Leaning slightly over stranger next to her to poke her head into the isle, the short girl raised an eyebrow as the flight attendant's annoyingly high voice rang out across the plane. 'We have now landed...'Her voice seemed to drift off in the teenager's mind, Mackenzie exchanging a few glances of attendance with the girls before jumping up in her seat to grab her bag, not really thinking about how impolite she was acting towards her passenger. Honestly? The excitement was too much. Though she was the last of the 5 to exit, it seemed as though they were nearly the first. Slinging the backpack over her shoulders, the short girl yanked her hair out from under the straps and jumped up to her tippie-toes to make sure Harry was there. It didn't take to long, but the minute she felt his eyes searching for her it made a small, almost silent, giggle escape her lips. It wasn't how she normally sounded whenever she saw him, though.. Huh.

[color=maroon]>>Louis<<
Ѧσσ∂;
Excited
Squirmy
Ɯнɛяɛ;
Airport
Ƭαℓκιиɢ тσ;
The boys,
mostly to himself.
Ɯɛαяιиɢ;
x

˩σʋιƨ Ɯιℓℓιαм Ƭσмℓιиƨσи

Boobear ‡ 21 ‡ Belle
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Louis couldn't help the bright smile that spread across his lips like a Chesire Cat's would. H bounced on the balls of his feet, twiddled his thumbs, anything to keep himself from fangirling on the spot. This perfect vision of a girl, all his... Or at least, was, over the summer. Her red-velvet hair, her deep chocolate eyes... He could feel his cheeks heating up at the thought of this beauty, bouncing on the balls on his feet faster and more hyperly when the plane was opened and strangers started flooding out. The boys got a few stares, but the overly childish man was too busy trying to see Belle. His blue eyes gleamed with mischief and he moved to brush his brown hair out of his eyes, only to stop his fingers as the remembrance that he had gotten a haircut recently.. Poo. In his impatient adventure to point her out in his mind. It was like the game of 'Where's Waldo?' he had doodled on during the ride to the airport, but.. with a girl... and not Waldo's twin? Shaking his head indignantly, Louis brushed the thought out of his mind once 5 girls started coming into view.

It couldn't have been a second too late that he spotted her out of the bunch, and he a bright, cheeky grin spread across his face. In other circumstances, Louis would have attacked her in a bear-hug like he had at the pool over the summer when she was completely dry... Oh the shouts he had received. Yet, something seemed off. It wasn't the same adoration and evergoing love he had experienced during their months together. It mad him feel uncomfortable and out of place, his mood changing from "OH MY GOSH IMMA BLOW" to, "Hey, It's Belle! Awww, she's so cute!" Nevertheless, the eldest of the lot kept his smile in place and hung his head slightly out of sudden shyness. It had been what, a year? "H-Hello Beauty," He tried to say clearly, using the nickname he had given her around the first week of meeting. Beauty and the beast, Beauty's name was Belle, so was Belles.... I think you get it. Giving her a soft kiss on the head, trying to act as if there wasn't something.. different in the situation. As he did so, Lou' took a few of her bags stealthily and gave yet another cheeky smile.

[new americana.]

ｂｅｌｌｅ ｍａｒｔｉｎｓ

mood: very nervous - with: the girls - crush: Louis - outfit: xx

Waiting for marley's reply.. x3

ｈａｒｒｙ ｓｔｙｌｅｓ

mood: excited - with: Mackenzie - crush: Mackenzie - outfit: x

Harry had almost given up his search. Where was that perfect girl he'd met? A sense of worry started to settle over him. What if she had changed her mind about going to meet him? What if she didn't want to see him or talk to him again because he had to leave her so suddenly? The lad proceeded to bite his lower lip lightly as these slightly worrying thoughts started surrounding him. Though, as his green eyes flashed across the crowd again, he saw it. The curly locks that seemed so familiar. It might be weird, but he could recognize her hair almost anytime. Less then a second later, he locked his green eyes on her face. A slow smile started spreading over his face. He had forgotten how beautiful the girl was, and he thought he felt his heart skip a beat.

In a flash, the curly haired lad had stood up. His smile had turned into a grin as he walked towards Mackenzie. "Hello, love," he greeted her, looking over her eyes for just a moment before wrapping his arms around her in a light hug. Hm.. There was something wrong. The lad almost started frowning when he realized there was the same feeling in his stomach when he felt her touch. And that sparkle in her eyes that he had first noticed wasn't there anymore. That made him slightly curious, but he kept his grin on his face anyway as he gently took her bags in his hands. "How was the flight?"

[just'marley]

>>Mackenzie<<
Ѧσσ∂;
Nervous
Ɯнɛяɛ;
Airport
Ƭαℓκιиɢ тσ;
Harry
Ɯɛαяιиɢ;
x

Ѧαcκɛиʓιɛ Ĵαиɛ ˩ιттℓɛ

Kenzie ‡ 17 ‡ Harry
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Mackenzie smirked slightly once Harry found her, sighing happily when his eyes met hers, even if it was just for a moment. Clutching her backpack tightly, the moment the boy in front of her spoke a lump in her throat began to form. "Hey Haz." She mumbled in a near whisper, letting go of her carry-ons slightly to return the embrace. And although it sounds pretty dang weird, the much shorter girl couldn't help but grin at the familiar scent of his cologne. Taking a step back once he loosened, she scrunched up her nose in playful manner, going to reach for her bags again before Harry took them himself. How nice.. Taking the opportunity to stretch, Kenzie gave a sleepy smile to him before stretching out her hands at her sides. "Wonderful." She replied, withholding the yawn that would pop her ears back to normal.

In all fairness, it was a good ride. Just the height part that creeped her out... Sitting next to the window was not one of her best ideas ever. The drinks and small snacks she had bought were nice; not the icky peanuts on most airlines, no not at all. Raising an eyebrow at Harry, she ran a few fingers through her hair and put her beanie back on afterwards. "That airline food.." She commented allowed, making it sound as if she had dined at a 5 star restaurant. Giving a small smirk, she poked at his dimples before sliding her phone in her pocket, which she had been holding since she had to turn it off during the flight.

>>Louis<<
Ѧσσ∂;
Excited
Squirmy
Ɯнɛяɛ;
Airport
Ƭαℓκιиɢ тσ;
Belle
Ɯɛαяιиɢ;
x

˩σʋιƨ Ɯιℓℓιαм Ƭσмℓιиƨσи

Boobear ‡ 21 ‡ Belle
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Louis couldn't help the bright smile that spread across his lips like a Chesire Cat's would. H bounced on the balls of his feet, twiddled his thumbs, anything to keep himself from fangirling on the spot. This perfect vision of a girl, all his... Or at least, was, over the summer. Her red-velvet hair, her deep chocolate eyes... He could feel his cheeks heating up at the thought of this beauty, bouncing on the balls on his feet faster and more hyperly when the plane was opened and strangers started flooding out. The boys got a few stares, but the overly childish man was too busy trying to see Belle. His blue eyes gleamed with mischief and he moved to brush his brown hair out of his eyes, only to stop his fingers as the remembrance that he had gotten a haircut recently.. Poo. In his impatient adventure to point her out in his mind. It was like the game of 'Where's Waldo?' he had doodled on during the ride to the airport, but.. with a girl... and not Waldo's twin? Shaking his head indignantly, Louis brushed the thought out of his mind once 5 girls started coming into view.

It couldn't have been a second too late that he spotted her out of the bunch, and he a bright, cheeky grin spread across his face. In other circumstances, Louis would have attacked her in a bear-hug like he had at the pool over the summer when she was completely dry... Oh the shouts he had received. Yet, something seemed off. It wasn't the same adoration and evergoing love he had experienced during their months together. It mad him feel uncomfortable and out of place, his mood changing from "OH MY GOSH IMMA BLOW" to, "Hey, It's Belle! Awww, she's so cute!" Nevertheless, the eldest of the lot kept his smile in place and hung his head slightly out of sudden shyness. It had been what, a year? "H-Hello Beauty," He tried to say clearly, using the nickname he had given her around the first week of meeting. Beauty and the beast, Beauty's name was Belle, so was Belles.... I think you get it. Giving her a soft kiss on the head, trying to act as if there wasn't something.. different in the situation. As he did so, Lou' took a few of her bags stealthily and gave yet another cheeky smile.

[caats]

|a r i e l | 18 | o u t f i t | w h e r e ; airport | z a y n |

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|n i a l l | 19 | o u t f i t | w h e r e ; airport | g a l e|

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