Just friends?...yeah right...

Chapter 59

Chapter 59

--Nour's P.O.V.--

I woke up in Harry's arms.

"Where am I?" I asked sleepily, rubbing my eyes tiredly. Harry broke away from his conversation to look down at me. He smiled and leaned in to kiss me.

"Airport" he whispered.

I sat up quickly, instantly getting light headed and falling back into Harry. He chuckled, steadying me.

"You alright?"

"Yeah, but how did I get here?"

He rolled his eyes. "You flew."

I giggled and kissed his nose. "I didn't know I could fly." I mused, repeating the same words from our conversation from weeks ago.

"You would have made a lovely bird, I'm sure of it."

I looked down and saw I was wearing the same clothes as yesterday. Harry noticed where I was looking then reached into his carry on to pull out a small bag of clothes and my hygiene kit. Then he scooped me up once more, carrying me to the nearest bathroom. I hid my face in his neck from the paparazzi.

"I'll wait here." He mumbled, setting me down in front of the bathroom door. I was blinded momentarily from the camera flashes but somehow managed to shuffle into the bathroom stall, locking it quickly behind me.

I changed into the outfit Harry picked out for me. I smiled, throwing on the sweater, then brushed my teeth and hair. I slowly unlocked the stall and walked out of the bathroom. I could hear some fans screaming in both English and Spanish when they saw me. Harry was signing autographs when a fan kindly pointed behind him where I was standing, feeling lightheaded as the pain where my stitches were seeming to increase. He saw me and flashed me a smile, handing the CD back to the girl. He jogged over and immediately scooped and arm under my knees, lifting me off of the ground. The screams seem to get louder as we walked through the crowd, my head back in Harry's neck as I try to hold in the screams of pain as fans bumped into my stitches.

"You alright?" He murmured, ebowing his way between a few more girls.

"Peachy." I scoffed into his neck. He kissed my hair and moved on, until Paul saw us and moved the girls away. I sighed in relief as he sat down.

"Well that was intense." I muttered, snuggling into Harry's arms. He chuckled and hugged me close, cradling me in the middle of an airport. Niall and Louis were goofing off in the leather seats in front of us. Zayn and Josh were playing a video game, and Liam was talking on the phone.

"Hungry?" He asked. I shook my head.

"I'll wait til we are on the plane." He nodded and relaxed into his seat.

"Are you in pain?"

"Loads." I said honestly, glancing at my hip. His face crumpled but he quickly covered it up.

"Do you think you can wait until we are on the plane so you can sleep comfortably?"

I smiled and nodded, breathing deeply. "I know I can."

He relaxed a little but not much. "Okay. Only a little left to wait."

***************30 mins later***************

"Flight 257 to Madrid is now boarding."

"Hallelujah." I muttered nd Harry smiled sadly, standing up and adjusting me in his arms. Paul offered to take my bag so Harry and I led the way to the plane.

We found our seats and I sat by the window. Niall and Zayn were next to us. Paul and our new security guard, Phillip, sat in front of us and finally Jess and Lou were behind. Harry stuffed his and my bag into the overhead cabin before taking a seat next to me, holding my pain relievers.