"Louis" I groaned, dragging his name out.
"What?" He stopped mid-sentence.
The boys woke me up at 5 a.m to go to the airport and ever since we got in the car Louis wouldn't shut his mouth.
"She wants to sleep Lou" Zayn interjected.
I mouthed a quick thank you at Zayn, returned with a smile.
"Why didn't you say that?" Louis asked, looking at me.
"I could barley get a word in" I muttered, closing my eyes once again.
"We're here anyway so there's no time to sleep" Liam said from the front seat, next to the driver.
"Oh god" I groaned.
We pulled in front of the airport, where security got ready to escort us inside.
"C'mon sweet heart, you can sleep on the plane" Harry said in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
**
"Ladies and Gentleman, this is your pilot speaking. Please buckle your seat belts as we prepare for take off. Turn off all electronics and please enjoy the ride. Thank you for flying British airways"
I listened fully to the pilots rules and buckled up my seatbelt.
The plane we were on was huge, with 3 seats in the middle and two on both sides. We all sat down in our seats that the airline assigned us.
Me and Zayn sat on the right side, Liam an Louis sat in two of the three middle seats, and Harry and Niall say on the left side of the plane. Our seats were first class so we were in the front of the plane.
"We can get to know each other" Zayn said, buckling in his seatbelt.
"Perfect" I said smiling a genuine smile at him. Out of all the boys in One direction, besides Harry, Zayn has interested me the most.
I began asking him about his tattoos which lead to him asking me about where I grew up which soon led to me asking about how One Direction formed and from then on we chit chatted about the most random of things.
He was really interesting and at some points I tuned out what he was saying to stare at his perfectly shaped face.
A couple hours later Zayn was fast asleep and I was reading "The fault in our stars" by John Green, my favorite book that I think I've read over 10 times.
"The planes landing!" I heard Louis shout, followed by a bunch of shushing.
I laughed, and began to get my things together and buckle myself up. I turned to look at Zayn who was sleeping peacefully in his seat.
"Zayn" I said shaking his arm.
"Zayn!" I tried again, this time his eye lashes flutter before he looks up and me and smiles.
"Are we landing?"
"Yup, put your seatbelt on"
"Yes mum" he joked.
**
We finally got off the plane and were immediately greeted by security and screaming girls. I was ordered to keep my head down and hold hands with the nearest person.
I grabbed a hand and looked up to find it belonged to Zayn, I smiled and blushed lightly.
We finally made it through the screaming girls and into a large black van.
While driving to the hotel we were going to be staying at I was drifting in and out of sleep. I layed my head on Harry's lap and he petted my head causing the head ache that was forming to go away. I don't know how I'm going to deal with those screaming girls.
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No Strings Attached--Harry Styles fan-fiction
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