"Harry?" I asked with a smirk.
"Hmm?" He looked up at me with his emerald green eyes.
"To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die" I smiled. He engulfed me in a hug. As I looked up at him I saw a tear glide down his cheek. I gently swiped it away with my thumb. "I'm sorry you got stuck on this plane" I whispered.
"If I hadn't got on this plane I would never have met you" He responded. Sitting back in the seat he gave my hand a squeeze and smiled at me.
"Captain here, again. We are currently right over Manchester. I'm going to try to make it down to the runway. We will be going down at an angle and very fast due to the shortage of our brakes. Please watch out for any flames that may get inside."
The plane let out cheers and whoops. I couldn't wipe the smile off of my face as I saw how excited Harry got.
"We're going to touch down in a matter of seconds" The captain warned.
"Close your eyes. It might help" Harry instructed as we intertwined our hands once again.
"10,
9,
8,
7..." With each count the captain made I tightened my grip on Harry's hand. '
The plane jerked forward with a screech as we slid onto the runway. Harry's arm was the only thing that stopped me from crashing into the seat in front of me. The next 5 minutes, the plane was spinning and the crackles of flames sounded.
Flight attendants put them out as best they could using the fire extinguishers provided on the plane. We were instructed to get our belongings and get out as soon as possible. Harry grabbed both of our bags from the overhead compartment and took my hand in his. We made our way into the Jetway as I started hysterically laughing. I can't stay in a serious mood for too long.
Harry stopped looking confused. "What on earth is so funny?" He started to laugh at my laugh.
"We made it!" I screamed holding our hands up in victory. "Wait, where are we? Where are we going to stay? How are we going to get to London?" I asked frazzled.
"Don't worry, I've got a friend we can stay with. We're in Manchester." Harry laughed at me.
My eyes lit up. "Manchester?!" I asked for reassurance.
"Yep. Why, what's here that you want to do?" He asked.
"Oh, nothing.. only my dream college! Can we please visit the University?!" I begged.
"Of course we can. But wait, come here." He said pulling me to a halt. "I can't walk out with you." He says quietly.
"What, why not?"
"The paparazzi. I can't get caught with someone like you. It will destroy my career." He explains.
