Flight to Oslo | l.s.

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Harry woke up because the plane became incredibly cold. Also the weather wasn't really pleasant.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's your captain speaking. I have to inform you we will land in Berlin because of the sudden weather change. I also want to apologize for all the complications."

The pilot was so polite. Harry truly enjoyed the speech. The first one more thought, because it was longer.

He was wondering to which of the two men this voice belonged when a flight attendant interrupted his thinking session.

Harry's POV

"Please, put your seatbelt on." she pointed to my waist with her long, slender finger.
"Ehh yeah, of course." I mumbled and quickly put my seatbelt on.
The landing was worse than the take off. I just wanted to stand on the solid ground finally. I bursted through the airplane, ready to get out of this big monster.

Berlin airport was okay. There were few shops with parfumes and also clothes, but the only thing I was looking for was some food. I noticed there was a subway here. I tried to find that place where I could buy myself some wrap or whatever they were willing to sell me. I was starving.

I got back to the gate with my food and some water. People were still at the cafés or shopping. I was sitting on the ground, sipping on my water. We had about 3 more hours to wait because that was the estimated time for the storm to get away. Nobody knew when we were gonna leave for real though.

I saw a person coming from the tunel. Wasn't everyone already at the airport? I saw the glasses again and I knew immediately that this was the pilot or co-pilot of my plane. I wanted to know if he knew when we will get back into the air.

I grabbed my stuff and jogged towards him. "Excuse me?" he didn't hear me.
I cleared my throat and tried again "Excuse me sir?"
This time his legs stopped and he turned around in order to look at me.
"Yeah?" he took off his glasses.
"Do you know when we will be back in the air?" he looked kinda surprised, maybe even disappointed that I asked him this.
"Well, I can't tell you. I am not a meteorologist." his brows furrowed. He was the pilot. I recognized that voice immediately. His gaze was cold and I didn't want to bother him. He wasn't really fond of 19 year old boys as I could see from the expression on his face.
" 'M sorry for bothering you sir." I panicked and went back to sit on my spot.

"Hey!" he called after me. I was already half way through to my spot but he was still standing at the same place, his body in the exact same position.
"You want some tea?" he offered to me. I blinked a few times. Did he really just asked me that?
"Hey, do you want some tea?" he waved with his hand to catch my attention.
"Ehm okay." we walked through the half empty airport side by side.
I wasn't able to speak. I was way too nervous for that.

"So your name?" he placed a green tea in front of me, on the high bar table.
"I am Harry." I put one package of sugar into my tea.
"How many do I owe you?" I started to go through my backpack in order to find my wallet.
"It's nothing. Stop being so polite." he seemed annoyed... I didn't want to annoy him.
"I am sorry." I took my gaze down to the tea again.
"What do you have in that backpack? It's pretty stuffed." he pointed at it while licking the spoon from honey that he had put in his cup previously.
"I have all my stuff in there. I don't have any other luggage."
"Oh okay." he sipped the hot tea carefully.
I wasn't sure what to do because he was making me so nervous.
"So you have some relatives in Norway?" why he- oh I get it, the luggage situation.
"No, not that I know about." I slowly sipped on the boiling tea too.
"Okay, but why don't you have some suitcase with you then?"
"I am staying there just for one night. I kinda wanted to... get away from London for a bit."
"Wait. So you will arrive, get to your hotel or whatever and the second day just fly back to England?" it's stupid idea, right?
"Yeah... I guess it's pretty stupid." I said.0
"Yeah it is. I mean there are more stupid things but... yeah, this is pretty stupid." I blushed and looked down. I was embarrassed that I came up with this stupidity myself.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you or anything." he quickly poured out.
"It's alright, it's true... I have stupid ideas."
"No, please don't say this love." Love? If I wasn't blushing already, now I totally was.

"You will probably fly back with me on the board again." he said to change the subject.
"Will I?"
"Mmmm yeah, it's likely." he said casually.
"Okay, cool."
I took a look at the board with the departures and saw that our plane was going to be delayed for another 10 hours. Isn't it incredible?
"Oh no, no, no..." I mumbled with my eyes fixed on the shining letters.
"What?" he looked at the board too.
"Well shit." he cursed.
"Looks like I will sleep in here tonight."
"That would be pretty uncomfortable." he looked around.
"It's pretty long time though..." he thought for a moment.
"Yeah it is." he agreed. It's freaking 10+ hours!
"I should probably find some hotel nearby the airport and try to get some sleep you know. I need to be ready for my job."
"Yeah sure." I nodded.

"Well" he got up and grabbed his things "would you like to find some hotel with me? We could share the room." it was nice from him but lot of pressure at the same time.
"I am afraid I don't have enough money for that." I wanted to run away and hide somewhere.
I just wasn't really happy about this situation I was currently in.
"I wasn't asking you to pay." he rolled his eyes.
"I am-"
"Sorry." he finished that for me.
"Now, would you like to sleep in bed like a normal person or on the dirty floor, here at the Berlin airport?"
"In bed like normal person..." I answered inaudibly.
"So?"
"So?" I repeated after him.
"What are you waiting for?"

He got us an Uber and searched for the nearest hotel. I was looking outside the window. It was already dark. I didn't know what to think of this situation.
This captain was... hot.
Although I normally wouldn't think of this stuff in a crazy situation like this, right now i couldn't help myself.
Maybe I was just nervous about what was about to come next? He is probably straight and he needs some rest to fly with passengers safely Harry!

"You okay?" he snapped me out of my trance.
"Shouldn't I be?" I moved my head in his direction.
"I don't know, you were pretty eaten up in your mind. Is something bothering you?" yeah you, you are occupying my mind.
"I just- I am having second thoughts." I admitted.
"Second thoughts? You wanna go back?" he asked me completely calm. He was so strange.
"I don't know... Can you tell me something about you?"
"What exactly?"
"Your name?" I was dying to know that.
"I am Louis." that's a beautiful name.
"And some random fact?"
"I am a pilot, isn't it crazy?" he said like it should be a shock for me.
"Yeah, I didn't know." I rolled my eyes playfully.

The driver stopped and we knew that we arrived to the place where we were going to spend around nine hours together.