Dreamworld

Reunited

***One Week Later***

***Jazmin's POV***

"Harry come on we have to meet the group at the airport!" I said as he rushed out of our room meeting me at the front door.

"Sorry babe was making sure I had everything." He said grabbing the last of our bags.

I was so excited to be reunited with my friends its been almost a month since I left home and I missed them so much. We were taking a commercial flight to the US to get on a Royal Carribbean Cruise. I was so excited for it and Harry knew it.

Dodging the paps who were still trying to figure out where we were all headed, Harry popped the trunk to the SUV open again and threw in the last bag. He jumped into the front seat starting up the car and backing up.

Heading to airport in a rush. We pulled into the airport parking lot and parked the car. Harry pulled his beanie further down sliding his shades onto his face too. I slid my glasses onto my face too, as I headed to the trunk waiting for him to pop it.

The trunk was popped open and I started getting our bags. The bags were kind of heavy but I was used to heavy bags. I used to take tons of trips with my family, when I had one of course.

"I've got your bags." Harry said coming around the car reaching for my bags.

"No I've got it." I said pulling it out of his reach, and shutting the trunk. Turning on my heel, I started walking to the elevators to get into the airport.

"You coming?" I asked stepping into the elevator looking at Harry. He ran, rolling suitcase behind him, into the elevator.

When we got to the floor to check in our bags. We waited in line like normal people shocked that we hasn't been discovered yet. Harry played on his phone trying to keep his head ducked down.

It was finally our turn to check our bags. We kept our carry-ons and handed the others over. Leaving the line we got onto an escalator trying to find our terminal.

We reached the terminal and found the guys waiting and they still hadn't been discovered. We swiftly walked over to them and have each other hugs. That's when it happened.

Louis went to playfully ruffle Harry's hair knocking the beanie off. When Harry bent down to get it his glasses fell off. A teenage girls piercing scream almost busted my ear drums.

Next thing I knew I was cut off from the boys. I was in a sea of girls trying to meet the boys. I pushed my way through to the middle finishing Harry. He looked relieved once he saw me, taking my hand in his.

"Ew the skank bitch is with Harry!" A Harry girl, I assumed, called out. Just then my hand was ripped away from Harry's. I felt a sharp slap applied to my face and I couldn't comprehend what happened. Reaching up to feel my cheek, I spotted who did it.

A short and petite girl around my age had slapped me. I knew I was fuming and pissed. I grabbed a lock of her hair pulling her to me and she screamed. I didn't care though, I slapped her across the face.

"Wasn't so nice was it?!" I shouted at her. A pair of strong arms wound there way around my waist pulling me away from the girl. "Let go of me!" I cried out.

"Sh! Baby call down!" Harry said soothingly to me. I felt my body relax at his words and I finally had time to see what happened.

Security had showed up and formed a barrier around the boys. They had our bags too, which had been lost at one point. The fans were separated from the boys who were pretty nervous.

I whipped my head around to look at Harry. Pulling myself out of his grip, I shook my head. Running my fingers through my hair, trying to calm myself down.