My Gangster Roommate (zarry)

Chapter 2

Harry went to the counter and flashed a billion dollar smile at the girl at the desk.

"Hi I need to buy a plane ticket to London immediately. 1st class please." he smiled.

The girl blushed slightly from the beautiful sight and resumed typing furiously on her computer.

"I'm sorry sir. This afternoon's flight from New York to London is at 3.15pm. And there are no 1st class tickets left. I'm sorry sir." she bowed slightly.

*Oh well.* Harry shrugged. "Then how many economic seats are there left?"

"Two." she answered.

"Then I want one." Harry said, placing a thick stack of notes on the counter.

*Sigh.* *I wonder how the economic class is like.. I wonder if its as horrifying as Louis described.*

Harry grabbed his ticket and went off, pulling his limited edition custom made Louis Vuittion luggage bag with him.

CLINK!

A one dollar  coin landed on the floor.

Seconds after he left, a guy dressed in Leather jacket came running to the counter.

"Miss!" he panted. "How many seats are there left for the flight to Paris this afternoon?"

The same girl typed away.

"I'm sorry sir. There aren't any left." she bowed.

*Damn!* Zayn cursed. *Then I should flee to another country. The most dangerous place is the safest place. I don't think they will expect me to go back to my birth country right? I'll bet on it.*

"Miss. Then are there any seats left for the flight to London?" Zayn ask asked anxiously.

The girl checked.

"Yes. There is one last ticket for the economic class flight today at 3.15pm." she answered.

"I'll get that!" Zayn said and emptied his wallet on the counter.

Out fell crumpled notes and lots and lots of coins.

"Erm you want to pay using coins sir?" the girl asked, terrified at having to count through hundreds of dollars of coins.

"Err yeah." Zayn said gruffly, hiding his embarrasment.

It wasn't his fault that he was poor. All the money he had now was hard earned by him.

"Sir, you are lacking by a dollar." the girl informed, after counting throught the numerous coins.

"Shit.." Zayn breathed. he looked down in desperation and saw a glittering object on the floor.

It was a one dollar coin.

"YES!! This is my day!" he smiled and picked the coin up.

"Here it is!" he handed it to the girl and collected her ticket.

*Whoever it was that dropped the coin, I owe you one!*

Harry stared at the seat astonished.

*Omg this is madness! How can anyone fit in such a small seat! This is madness!

I am a 6ft tall strong muscular man! How can I fit in there?

Aish this economic class...*

"Excuse me sir the place is about to take off very soon, can you please sit down?" the air stewardess said.

"Ah ." harry replied politely and plopped down in the seat. His knees were already touching the seat infront of him because of his long legs.

"What is this??!" harry grumbled and tried to make more space by pushing his seat back to a lying position.