Everything That You Do (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 3: What Happens Now

3.

Jenna's P.O.V.

"Uh," I stuttered. Harry laughed at me.

"What's your name?" He inquired.

I blushed and smiled self-consiously. "Jennifer," I began. "But everyone calls me Jenna."

He broke into a grin. "What a pretty name."

It was strange, standing there talking to him. I felt like I was in some cheesy movie or something. I mean come on. Guys like Harry didn't tell girls like me they thought I had a pretty name. Did they?

"Thanks," I finally said.

For a while we just stood there awkwardly, until Harry finally spoke up. "So what exactly are you doing in the first class bathroom?"

I suddenly panicked. God, he probably thought I was some psycho stalker girl or something.

"Uh nothing. It's a long story. Well, no it isn't but it's really not that interesting so I think I'll just be going now."

When I turned to walk out, Harry quickly said, "Woah, no one said you had to leave."

"Really, it's okay. I don't want to bother you."

He laughed. "You're not bothering me. Promise. I was just curious."

I sighed and turned around to face him fully. "Okay, well the other bathroom was out of order so the flight attendant told me to use this one."

A second later he nodded, and one of the corners of his mouth turned up, so he was slightly smiling.

I smiled back. "Told you it wasn't that interesting."

He laughed and slipped his hands in his pockets.

For half a second, I completely forgot where I was. I wasn't thinking about the fact that I was talking to Harry Styles from One Direction, or even that I was on a plane to California. But then I remembered, and my eyes grew wide with disbelief.

"Oh my gosh," I began. "This is so weird. You," I pointed at him with my forefinger. "Are the last person I expected to see on a plane to California. Or even at an airport in Atlanta, for that matter."

He chuckled silently. "I thought that was you."

I paused. "What?"

"You," he pointed at me this time, obviously imitating me. "Are the girl from the waiting room. I would've said hi then, but it was sort of bad timing."

I blushed and looked down at the ground, smiling. Finally I said, "Well I better get back to my seat. My friend will be wondering where I am."

I saw a hint of disappointment in his eyes. Suddenly his face lit up and he said, "Wait, why don't you come up front and sit with us? I'm sure the others wouldn't mind."

I giggled softly. "No, it's okay, Harry. Really. I should be getting back."

"Alright," he sighed. "Besides, we'll see each other again."

I laughed rather loudly at this. "Oh, really?"

"Really. I'm sure of it," he replied. His stupid yet incredibly adorable smile reappeared on his face, and my heart nearly stopped.

"If you say so," I said, trying to sound flirty and cool, although I'm not exactly sure how it sounded out loud.

I turned back to the door leading back out to the coach seating. As I grabbed the handle, I heard a deep, gruff voice say, "Goodbye, Jenna. I'll be seeing you."