Harry Styles One Shots.
These are one shots I have found on tumblr.
All credit goes to the writers of which I name at the end of every chapter. If any original writers of these one shots would like me to remove them, please let me know.
description: The one when Y/N and Harry meet during a long flight, and Harry makes a new little friend too.
word count: 2.8k
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"Last call for Flight 409 to New York," the muffled voice of a woman echoed through the halls of LAX. As much as Harry had tried to be on time, he always seemed to be pushing it. This time he had on his obnoxious headphones and ignored any and all stares - yet here he was rushing to hand off his boarding pass. As she scanned it, checked out his passport, and then finally realized who he was, she grinned at Harry.
"Have a wonderful flight, Mr Styles," she said, flirtatious meaning behind each word. She was a good looking woman, but he had a flight to get onto. So he settles with giving her a smile in return and walks off down the pedway.
Harry glanced down at his boarding pass a few times, trying to find which row was his before he came to it. He sets his carry on in the storage above him, not missing there was a Spiderman backpack beside his Gucci bag. That could only mean one thing, there was a kid seated beside him. That or an adult with some crazy obsession with the comic character. There's a split second that Harry takes a look around to see just how full this flight was and if there was an extra seat for him to take. Hell, he'd even switch first class for economy if that meant he didn't have to hear a crying child for the next 5 hours.
Yeah, he liked children, loved them really, but for some reason it was like any time a kid was placed even remotely close to Harry on a flight the kids whole world was ending. Try 12 hours over seas with whaling only a foot away from you, it's not fun and Harry could speak for it. But all complaints disappear once his eyes fall down and find out who's in the two seats next to him on this flight. He was right about one thing, there's a children at the window seat, blonde hair being pulled back into a bun and his bright blue eyes watching who was fixing his hair.
Harry was sure he had the same doe eyed breath taking look in his eyes as the kid did. Sitting in the middle seat was a gorgeous young woman, you couldn't have been much older than him - he sure hoped you weren't. Your hair was straight, long and framing your face beautiful. Your skin was like it was glowing, even despite the dark circles under your eyes. Harry could assume it was from your child sitting beside you.
That's what brought him back to reality from whatever out of body feeling you gave him. You had a kid, sitting beside you with a similar nose. As Harry takes his seat, he notices there's no ring on your left hand - but still, you have a kid! He pressed his lips together as you turn now, and your eyes find his. You must know who he is, but instead of gawking or freaking out, you shows him a smile and then turns back to the kid.
"Let's watch a movie, alright Riley?" You address the rather cute toddler. He nods and grabs for his head phones that you held out.
It isn't till you have - yup he guessed it, Spiderman - playing on the screen across from him that you turn back around and look to Harry again. Harry doesn't quite know what to expect. Was this when you asked for a picture or a autograph? Harry tugs his lips up into a small smile as you lick your lips and leans back into your seat.
