Ready To Run (A Larry Stylinson Fan Fiction)

Chapter Two

I awoke to my phone's timer going off, it was 5:00 a.m. I groaned and pulled myself up from the bed and pulled the blankets up. Most of my clothes were dried so I stuffed all of them back into my suitcase and left the room. I texted Liam stating that I would be there around late because it's a long flight from the States. I put my suitcase in my car and drive to the airport, I feel my phone buzz and it's my mother calling me, I ignore it and park my car, heading into the parking lot with my suitcase. I pull my ticket out from my pocket and hand it to the woman behind the counter. "Your flight is in about a half hour." She says to me, she has a strong British accent, like the one I have myself. You see, I was born and raised in England until a few years ago when my father got a job in the states. I nodded to her and put my luggage on the conveyor belt and looked around the airport. Surprising at 5:30 a.m. there are many people, people stepping off planes to greet their loved ones, and people stepping on new planes to begin their journey. I went to the bathroom before it was time to go. As I went to the urinal I felt uncomfortable, like everyone knew I was gay, and just judging me for it. I was too busy thinking, when I bumped into someone. "Oops." I said and backed up from the person. "Hi." They replied with a huge smile on their face. This boy, was definitely taller, he was dressed in a beanie that covered most of his beautiful brown curls, a black shirt, skinny jeans, and converse. I laugh softly and smile at him. "Hello, I'm Louis." I say and blush softly from embarrassment. "Hi Louis, I'm Harry." His accent was literally the cutest thing I ever heard. "Nice to meet ya, Harry." I say and turn and use the urinal, he does the same. "So, where ya heading?" He asks and zips his fly back up. "Um England, I'm staying there for awhile, what about you?" I say and do the same thing. "Me too! Well, my planes calling, hope to see you around!" He winks at runs out of the bathroom. Okay, first off, nobody is that energetic at like 6 a.m. and secondly, he is younger then me, maybe two years. I shouldn't have a crush on a boy I ran into in the bathroom at 6 a.m. , but I do. I head out to go on my plane when I feel my butt vibrate from my phone. I unlock it and see it's a text from Liam. From Liammm: Hey! When you get here I may or may not be with a total blond cutie! Hope your fight is safe!:-) xoxo. I laugh at how cheesy the text is and I reply, To Liammm: Liam you Hoe Bag! You're supposed to be mine only ! ;) okay, so I met a cutie in the bathroom, don't ask, and I didn't get his number! :-( So, I'll see you when I get there, I'm getting on now. I place my phone back in my pocket and board the plane. I find my seat and sitting beside me is the guy from the bathroom. "Oh goody! You're my buddy!" He says and smiles big and I sit down on the seat. "I know I'm excited too."I say and give him a warm smile. As the plane lifts off, Harry and I have a nice conversation about each other. I found out he's sixteen, like just predicted, and that he is flying back home from a stay with his mother and that he has a girlfriend. I don't know why, but I think my heart shattered when he said that. "Louis, you okay?" He asks and I nod and force a smile. "Yes, I'm fine!" I tell him and he nods and looks out the window in absolute fascination. I didn't tell him I was gay, I just told him I'm visiting a friend because of family issues. Which isn't a lie. I look at the time on my phone and groan, we had another four hours. I sigh and close my eyes as I feel curly hair touching my arm, I look over to see Harry sound asleep, I laugh quietly and close my eyes before I too, softly fall into a nice sleep.