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Chapter 3- All Abroad.

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They weren't a combination. They weren't the same.

They were a contrast. They were different.

They were Blue & Green.

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Charlotte's POV.

I finally turned my gaze away from the blue-eyed boy and definitely lost the 'I'm Staring At You; Let's See Who Win's' game to take a proper look at him. He was dressed in grey shorts, a plain black t-shirt, a white converse with some black beats around his neck. I then, took a look at his face; blue eyes, soft, full, pink lips and a head full of blonde hair with dark roots. It took me some time to process how good-looking he was. And when I snapped out of my thoughts, realisation hit me.

He was not some blue-eyed guy, He was Niall Horan.

Okay; I'm not saying that they're not good, I've heard a few One Direction songs, and I must say that those boys make okay music, but I'm not some crazy, teenage, hormonal fan. I loved music; but BoyBands? Nope.

I looked away; at my feet, people moving here and there, at my luggage trolley, but not back at him. He also removed his gaze away from me, because now he was facing his bandmates. I came out of the blue-eyed boy's dreams and figured out that I had a plane to board.

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Niall's POV.

Okay; now she was totally checking me out. She looked from my feet up to my face. I still couldn't believe that she didn't figure out who I was because she didn't react. Just kept looking up & down.

"Hey Niall?" Louis called from behind me. I finally tore away the gaze and turned around.

"Yeah?"

"Do you want to write some tracks while we're on the plane? Its quite a long ride; back to London."

"Yea, sure." I replied with a short answer; desperate to turn around and look at her.

I totally sound like a love-sick puppy. Don't I? But, I don't believe in love. Much less, love at first sight. I just wanted to know who this girl was. Because believe me, she actually was pretty.

I turned around; only to find her gone inside. I looked around the gates, but she was already gone inside.

"Niall? What are you looking at?" Liam inquired. Doesn't he have his own business to mind? Louis & Harry were standing so comfortably. But this guy; ugh. He's Daddy Direction; you idiot. A voice inside my head said.

"Nothing. I just-" I was cut off by Sam calling us.

"C'mon boys! Get inside!"

We all picked up our bag packs and went inside together. Only to mobbed again by some Aussie fans. They were so dedicated. I loved them. We signed a few things, took some pictures and were asked by the security team to get inside in the plane. We all got in and settled. And paired; I might add. Me & Lou- Lou Tesdale, Liam & Louis, (Wait. How did this happen? ) the others from the styling department. Looking to my left, I saw the Harry was sitting alone. So was Caroline. And, Lottie. I decided to ask Preston about this. Because even I wanted to sit alone.

"Preston? Hey, Preston?!" I called out for him. Standing up from my seat.

"Yes, Niall?" He replied, irritated. Because, Louis was being sassy and annoying, again.

"Why are those three sitting alone? I also wanted to sit alone! This is not at all fair. You know that I would have loved to sit al-"

"Whoa. Whoa. They are sitting alone because, remember I told you about three people joining us in the Business class? Those people are going to sit with them."

I sighed. As I was about to reply, a voice came into the plane. A voice that neither of us had. This caused me to turn my head.

"Excuse me? I need to get inside." The girl asked Harry, who was sitting on the aisle seat.

"Yeah sure, love." He replied; getting up to let the lady in.

Just then she turned around to keep her bags in the storage above the seats. And I got a look of her. It was her. The girl whom I had a staring competetion with. She got inside and sat on the window seat. Next to Harry. He looked at me and winked. Referring to the fact that he sat with a girl. Oh no! I knew what would happen now. Harry would shamelessly flirt with her throughout the way to London.

"SIT DOWN, Niall!" Lou pulled my arm.

"Ouch, okay." I sat down, rubbing the injured arm.

She was here and was sitting with Harry. This can't be good.

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Charlotte's POV.

I got on the plane and looked about to find my seat. Looking around, I saw that the guy who was supposed to sit beside me, was already settled on the aisle seat. I looked at my ticket and back at the seats. I had the window seat. YES!

I tapped the guy on the shoulder and he turned around. His wild curls falling on his forehead.

Green, emerald green eyes, chocolate brown curls, rosy, pink lips; was all I saw. I stopped staring and asked;

"Excuse me? I need to get inside."

"Yeah sure, love." He replied in a thick British accent. That's when it hit me; it was Harry Styles. From One Direction. The blue-eyed guy's bandmate. I always knew that these boys normally traveled together. So that meant; he would also be here.

The curly haired guy, okay, Harry, got up and to let me in. I smiled at him, which he returned. I turned around to keep my bag in the storage and heard something, someone.

"Ouch, okay!" The guy yelled, rubbing his arm and sat down. All I saw was a black t-shirt and a head of blonde hair. It could be him. I shrugged and sat down. Harry settled next to me.

"I'm Harry, by the way, Harry Styles." He said, running at hand through his hair.

"I know who you are, Curls. I'm Charlotte. It's nice to meet you." I smiled at him.

"Curls? Really? Anyway, it's great to meet you, too, Charlotte." He said, smiling. His dimples full-on showing.

I chuckled at looked out of the window. The pilot had already asked to fasten the seat belts and the plane started moving and after all I knew, it was flying. Flying to London.

And we were all abroad.

A/N- Hey guys! I'm sorry if its a shit chapter but its long, right? I'm really sorry but I had so much homework in Math. I just updated because I promised you people. Anyway, do comment & vote. See ya later! :)

Love, N. x