Hidden Feel

Hidden Feel, part 54

Part 54

HARRY'S POV.

The golden ceiling of the Barajas Airport in Madrid was quite fierce what made my eyes squeeze as I let out a yawn and looked around, my hand running through my dark curls which covered my forehead. Couples kissed eachother goodbye and parents chased after their children while people hugged eachother and grandparents held a helium balloon for their family who would arrive soon. I let my tongue slid over my bottom lip as I lugged my bag over my shoulder with me, searching for (YN). 

A small smile appeared on my face as I saw her. Her back was facing me but I could recognize her though. She wore a simple white t-shirt with long sleeves and denim shorts while her hair loosely in a tail. I was wondering why she always wore long sleeves, especially now, because it was pretty hot outside. I slowly walked up to her, hoping she couldn't hear me. I looked over her shoulder and I saw she read her mentions on Twitter. I bit my lip as I read nasty comments about how she look liked and she didn't deserve me. I tried to ignore it and act like I didn't know about all those tweets.

I wrapped my arms around her tiny waist and pressed my lips on the soft skin of her neck. She let out a small shriek because of my sudden touch, causing me to smile. She turned around, her eyes big and widen, her eyebrows raised, but when she loooked into my eyes, a smile spread across her face and her arms flew around my neck. I hugged her tightly, pulling her body against mine. I rubbed her lower back as her face was buried into the crook of my neck. I pressed my lips against her soft cheek.

H: "Hi baby,"

She looked up to me and I saw her eyes were a little bit watery. I let out a small chuckle before I wiped her salty tears away with my thumb.

H: "Why are you crying?"

She blinked a few times and looked away from me while her hands travelled down my chest and she held the fabric in her light grip. (YN) shook her head.

Y: "I don't know, I'm just so happy to see you again, and I still feel so stupid and guilty for what happened."

It was hard to hear what she said, because she said the last few words above a whisper and her voice cracked. I frowned my eyebrows and shook my head while my thumb slid away from the top of her pink cheek to her lips.

H: "Don't feel guilty, it just happened and from now we forget about it, okay?"

She nodded her head in agreement before she took a deep breath and one more sob escaped her throat. I let my hand fall and enthusiastic I grabbed both her hands.

H: "Now, smile again, for me?"

A big and exaggerated smile spread across my face as a dimple poked in my cheek, trying to make hher smile too. She laughed because of my weirdness.

H: "There's the smile I missed so much."

She blushed lightly before I held her hand in mine and together we walked away from the busy arrival hall. 

We talked for a bit when suddenly men with camera's walked, almost ran, up to me, up to us. I let out an annoyed sigh while I squeezed (YN) her hand, pulling her closer to me, being sure she wouldn't get hurt, because sometimes paparazzi could be very coarse and rude. I began to walk faster as people in the crowd, especially girls, shouted our names.

I looked to (YN) who was still by my side, our arms touching.

H: "Are you okay?"

She looked up and gave me a small smile while nodding her head. We were almost at the exit of the airport as I heard some girls shouting nasty things about (YN).