harry
she was perfect. her eyes, as cheesy as it sounds, i could stare into them for hours without getting bored. her adorable dimples, and don't even get me started on her laugh. it was more beautiful than any song i've sung, any noise i've heard previously. once i saw i was sitting next to her i knew i was fucked. i knew i'd do anything to at least get to know her, to be apart of her life.
"so tell me about yourself," i asked, desperate to know more about this girl.
"well, my names paris adwell. i just turned 22 and just graduated from miami of ohio this past spring. i majored in photography and live for traveling. my favorite color is purple, and i am the youngest in my family. i have 2 older brothers and they live in santa monica, california." she answered, smiling.
"well paris adwell, i'd love to see some of your photos sometime. what are you doing in New Zealand?"
"Visiting an old friend who moved there a couple years back. How about you?"
"same reason, and I just needed a break from working non-stop. trying to find some inspiration for my upcoming album."
"i heard you were coming out with an album! i can't wait to hear it."
i grinned to myself knowing she was a fan, but was also nervous. did she actually want to get to know me or was she just going to use me for fame?
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14 hours // HS
Fanfictionthe story of an (un)lucky girl who gets stuck on a plane with a famous boy for 14 hours
