Trouble (a Harry styles/Calum hood fanfic)

Chapter 3

I've never been in an airport before. But for some reason I had expected less... Chaos. Everyone was either running late to their planes or forgetting their luggage or my personal favorite, trying to hurry and grab a bite in the last minute because they'd "rather starve than eat plane food" Charlie seemed content, every time I looked at him he just seemed calmed while I inwardly freaked the fuck out.

I'd never been on a plane so I hadn't known what to expect. But the possibility of dying was taking a toll on me and my thought process.

"Are you a pervert?" I asked the security who were trying to pat me down.

"What?"

"Are you a pervert? I'd like to know" I was giving him a hard time to cover up my anxiety. He seemed used to it though because he ignored my accusations and pat me down anyways claiming I wouldn't be allowed on the plane if I kept up my act.

Charlie had ventured off to get us some McDonalds because we hadn't eaten. I hadn't expect Midway to be this big. I've Been here plenty of times to visit my dad. But id never been inside Id only stayed inside the train station that was attached.

After we had finished eating, we made our way to our boarding area once we were called. I don't really remember much of the flight as I slept during the whole thing. I was thankful I was awake during that god awful experience and Charlie made jokes about how I was snoring so loud the other passengers were complaining.

Heathrow was much bigger than Midway. And for it being almost 1 o'clock in the morning, there were a shit load of people. In the midst of the crowd of people who I had noted were teenaged girls I had lost Charlie. Fuck, I had just gotten here and he's already lost me. I knew this was a fucking grand idea.

"Charlie!" I called, hoping he would call back or some shit but he didn't and I was continuously pushed in the opposite direction I was planning by the girls who I had come to realize weren't even passengers. This had to be against some law, wasn't it?

Cursing under my breathe and at a few girls I pushed myself through until I made it to the information desk and stared back at the girls who were now crowded around something, someone. My curiosity began to get the best of me as I tiptoed to get a glimpse of whoever could have been so important.

There were security everywhere. Pushing everyone away and I finally got a glimpse of who was causing the chaos. Harry Styles?

I must've stared at him for quite some time because the lady in front of me began snapping her fingers in my face.

"Jesus will you stop?" I asked, and she pursed her lips before asking me what I needed. I looked back to find that Harry and his entourage were gone and so were half the girls.

I needed to fucking find Charlie.

"Have you seen a tall brunette guy? Wearing a black coat and he may or may not be carrying my purse. I don't have it, he must have it"

"Sweetie that's half the passengers here"

I sighed, trying to remember what else he was wearing. A really tall man stepped next to me, whispering to the lady before looking at me. I looked away, obviously intimidated by his stature.

"Is my mum picking me up?" I heard from behind me, curiously I looked behind me and then right back in shock.

Harry styles. This guy must've been his like gofer or whatever pop stars had. He was doing his work. Which I felt was completely unnecessary. He could have done all of this himself.

"Are you in line?" He asked, and it took a couple of seconds to figure out that he was talking to me.

"Oh. Yea, yea but you've obviously got somewhere to go and I can't find Charlie... And yea"

Harry cracked a small smile at my ramble. "Paul, mate. She was ahead of us."

Paul looked back at him then down at me. I felt completely filing uncomfortable and I was tired again. I was going to kick Charlie's ass. But he would surely get a kick out of this.

"Sorry Miss.."

"Ellie."

Paul smiled and steppe back, I had expected a banter, him possibly telling me to fuck off. But I felt superior in a way. They would wait on me.

"Okay, he had a hat on a fucking ruby red um beanie I think"

The lady shook her head making me groan again. I would have called him but I knew my phone wouldn't work here. I already hated it here.

"Elizabeth!" I heard from the side of me and let out a sigh of relief when Charlie reached my side.

"Shit dude I was going crazy trying to find you. What was that crowd about"

He was out of breath and had a confused look on his face. I pointed my head towards Harry and "Paul"

"Is that?" I nodded.

"Is this the man you were looking for?" The woman behind the counter asked.

"Yea thanks for the help. A plus" I snarled sarcastically. Harry and Paul had soon disappeared but I soon forgot about it. I was tired.

"Where are we staying?"

"Hotel until the morning. I got a few apartment options from my boss and we can check them out tomorrow."

I just agreed, not really caring at this point.

"I need a fucking cigarette"

"Me too"