Catch That Plane! (Union J/ George Shelley/ JJ Hamblet Fan- Fic) Complete!

FORGETTING GEORGE...

(HEYY LOVELIES! I THINK THAT SHALL BE YOUR NAME... ANYWAY I WANT TO DEDICATE THIS CHAPTER TO @NadineUNIONJ! SHE HAS BEEN SUPER SWEET IN THE COMMENTS PLUS I AM IN LOVE WITH HER STORIES! SHE WAS REALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS UPDATE SO I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!! EVERYBODY... PLEASE TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK! IT MAKES ME MORE EXCITED TO WRITE WHEN I KNOW YOU GUYS ARE LIKING IT! ANYWAY MY SPECH IS OVER... ENJOY!)

Linda and I are now at the airport on our way to Paris, I have a whole suitcase full of new cloths to fit my new style and a new iPhone 4S and iPod. They wanted my old life completely gone so the only contacts I have are Linda and two guys named John and Greg, they are FBI agents who I will be becoming very close to apparently. Greg is 21 and John is 45 so Greg is more the best friend and John is the dad.

As I sit wrapped up in my own thought Linda taps my shoulder and tells me it is time to board the plane, I nod and make my way on. Once we find our seats and get settled in I pull out my iPod which they loaded with the music I like and put on my new bluetooth Beat headphones. To be quite honest I would have been fine with out all this but if they're offering I'm taking. I turn on 'Dirty Paws' by Of Monsters and Men as the plane starts to move, it is a 5 hour flight so I play the whole Of Monsters and Men album, along with Emeli Sandé and Hedley. I think I might have fallen asleep for a while but not for very long. Eventually the plane lands and we collect our luggage, during this whole process Linda tries to make conversation again but she can tell I'm really no in the mood and leaves me to listen to my music. I pull my bright pink suitcase off the luggage belt and inform Linda I'm going to the Starbucks just outside of the luggage pick up place. She agree's, gives me 20 euro's and tells me to be safe. I walk to the small Starbucks and order the biggest possible coffee with 2 creams and Carmel sauces... Like George. I have to let go... he has to learn to live without me because I'm never gonna see him again.

"Are you ok?" A kind voice asks.

"Ya... I'm fine." I say softly as I realize I have started to cry.

"Do you wanna sit?" He asks politely.

I nod and we find a small table in the centre of the small café,

"I'm Ca- Kylie." I correct myself, "Kylie Jones." I say confidently.

"I'm Harry, Harry Styles." He smiles.

"I knew I had seen you some where... You're from One Direction." I state.

"Ya... So what are you doing in Paris?" He asks trying to get away from his fame.

"I just moved here from California." I lie. "What about you?"

"I'm doing a few shows here with the boys. Why did you move?" He asks obviously interested.

"Umm.. I just needed to get away... Plus my job required it." I say because I figured that seem like a good excuse.

"Where do you work?" He asks.

"I'm a Victoria Secret Angel!" I giggle slightly as his eye's widen.

"I would love to see your show sometime." He winks.

I blush slightly then see Linda waving me over to where she is,

"I have to go... I'll text you!" I smile then we swap phones for each others numbers.

"Hey Kylie! You have a meeting at the Victoria Secret headquarters at 11am Monday morning. I'll be driving you there." Linda informs me.

"Ok... Thanks Linda... By the way you can call me Ky." I sincerely at her.

I think Linda is gonna be a lot of fun to live with and she will most definitely help me through the changes.

"So who was the boy?" Linda teases.