Air magic

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My boot covered feet are killing me from standing in this stupid long airport line filled with people trying to get somewhere. I have my maroon bag next to me filled with everything from clothes to junk and my black back pack with my iPad, iPhone charger, food, etc. there's a kid crying her head off , maybe she's scared of flying.....huh I wouldn't blame her I've never been fond of flying either but oh well I'm trying to get to NYC.

Finally whatever has been keeping this line from moving has cleared up and now desperate people are giving their ticket to the lady and walking onto the plane. Since I was first class, thanks to my mom I was one of the first people on the plane which made me happy. I gave my kind of crumpled ticket and gave her a warm smile, she returned it and said "have a good flight" I said a small thank you and walked towards the plane.

I walked into the small gape and almost immediately I found my seat, it was in the middle near the window on the right side of the plane if you're facing the cockpit , I let out a breathe and threw my bag on my seat and put my suitcase up where it was meant to go and sat in my comfy seat. I pulled out my phone and texted last minute to my mom to tell her I was on the plane and turned it on to plane mode and silent cause I don't want it to go off I don't know why I would be worried about that but oh well.

After about 15 mins everyone was on the plane....well except for one person, the guy who was sitting next to me, ugh I hate when this happens. I just stared out the window trying to relax, then I felt someone sit next to me but I didn't bother to look cause I really didn't care.

The plane started to move to the runway when I heard a deep British voice "Hello" , I turned my head to meet the voice, I was about to say hey back when all the oxygen was knocked out of my body. I couldn't think about anything except for the fact that Harry styles was sitting right next to me. After about 5 mins of looking like a crazy chick I finally let a small hello out of my shaking mouth, I tried to be smooth about it but it came out like "H-h-hello" I felt so stupid my pale face went cherry red and warm.

" Are you ok love?" He asked with some concern and humor working thru his voice "Yea I'm fine my name is Y/N by the way" I finally started to calm down "That's a lovely name Y/N I'm Harry" and that's what started a whole conversation between us. He was amazingly sweet and funny. The plane ride lasted about 4 hours, then I heard the flight attendant with a somewhat high voice which annoyed me only because while we where getting our drinks earlier she was flirting with him but why should I care it's not like he's my boyfriend although I wish he was.

She basically explained that we were about to land and to do all the stuff like buckle our seat belts and put up the tray tables, and all that jazz. I felt the plane dip and land with its rough stop. I was really sad that I would have to get off cause I really started to like Harry. I was deep in my thought but Harry's voice pulled me out of them "Where are you going anyway" " Oh me um I going to the royal rose hotel" I said "I could take you there if you want " woah woah woah wait hold the phone did I here him right? That he would drive me there "No it's fine I can get a cab" why was I rejecting  him right now  "Oh cmon my treat for being such good company and besides those cabs are so expensive anyway and you could save the money for yourself" I blushed a bit I'm not sure why I just did "sure I guess" by the time I accepted the plane had reached the gate, with it welcoming smell of jet fuel....ugh yay.

I leaned down to the carpet floor and grabbed my bag and just put it on my back, I didn't have to put anything back in because I was talking to him the whole time. Once we got out of our seats he helped me with my bag and I gave him a smile and a thank you. He got his bag and we walked to an area where nobody was besides security guards guiding us out. We got outside and I saw flashes everywhere I was blinded. I would have almost fell over if he didn't grab my hand and led me to a black car, but when he touched my had I felt a spark I know it's cliché but oh my lord. We climbed into the car and it began to drive off when a thought hit me like a brick, everyone would be freaking about me being with Harry..... I didn't care to be honest I had the best time of my life. He basically read my mind and said " yea you will be everywhere by tomorrow but it's fine I'll protect you" I couldn't help but blush and my stomach erupted in butterflies, I may have smiled like an idiot but oh well.

We talked the whole way to hotel, when we got there we went to the back and we got out, he helped me with my bag, I sorta felt bad about it because it was so heavy but he didn't mind . I felt the cool breeze of the hotel air and the smell of freshly cleaned stuff filled our noses as both of us walked in. I got my room key from the sweet old lady at the front desk and I kindly thanked her and Harry went with me to my room while also carrying my large suitcase. I opened the door which was white and had a rose painted next to it on the wall under the room number, when I got the door fully opened I saw a amazing room with nice white furniture and small kitchen, large tv, modern bathroom and all things considered fancy . I tuned around to Harry and spoke "Harry thank you for taking me here I don't know how to thank you" he looked around and it seemed like he had an idea and he smirked which got me a little scared and grabbed a paper and a pin and wrote something. He gave me the paper when he was done and to my surprise it had his number. " go on a date with me tomorrow at 8, that should pay for it, wear something casual, bye love see you tomorrow" and left with a smirk. I just stood there like an idiot but I know I would be ready at 8 and I ran to my bed and started squealing into the white pillow I couldn't wait till tomorrow.    

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