Unity | Harry Styles AU

XXVII: coming

  "Alaska, darling we are going to be late!" Harry called from the kitchen as he touched up his hair.

"Okay, okay I'm coming." I rolled my eyes as I made my way downstairs with our luggage.

I walked over to the mirror Harry was at, and readjusted my dress.

Harry looked incredible. He was wearing a burgundy collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and the bottom tucked into his black pants.

His hair was slightly quiffed and he smelt strongly of cologne. He looked and smelled very expensive right now- I was living for it.

He caught me staring and smirked.

"You good lass?" He said slyly.

I blushed. "Oh y-yeah. I'm good."

Harry and I were unintentionally matching. I was wearing a burgundy sweater dress with beige knee socks, and Harry was wearing a burgundy top with a beige cashmere scarf.

I looked to face him. He grabbed my waist with two hands and swung me back side to side with his arms.

"You shouldn't button up your shirts so high." I said as I looked up at his face.

"And why is that?" He smiled down at me, his dimples appearing as his mouth curved upwards.

"Because-" I said as I began to fiddle with the first three buttons of his top. "Kinda makes you look dorky."

"Oh?" He bit his lip as he pushed back a rogue piece of hair from my face. "So I shouldn't wear my glasses I'm guessing?"

I played with his collar and fixed his hair. "No, you should wear them." I smiled.

"So demanding." He rolled his eyes as he pulled his glasses case from out of his back pocket. "How come I don't get to boss you around?"

"Who said you couldn't?" I commented as I put one arm around his neck.

He shrugged his shoulders as he wrapped his muscular arm around my waist. He towered over me so much so I had to stand on my tiptoes so he could embrace me.

"Well I mean.. As a teacher you kinda do boss me around." I held his face in my hands and pecked his lips. "...Mr. Styles."

He chuckled deeply against my lips, the vibrations were felt throughout my body.

"We are going to miss the flight. Everyone is probably there already." Harry said.

"Mmkay." I replied. We grabbed our luggage, and we were out the door and ready to start our adventure to Paris.

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Four hours later

"So why didn't Professor Golias want to sit beside you?" I looked over to my left to talk to Harry.

"Cause he wanted the aisle seat. I denied his request, so now he's sitting back there with the rest of the students." Harry replied with his eyes closed.

His brows were furrowed. He seemed to become more uncomfortable as the flight went on. He tapped his fingers on the arm rest and shifted in his seat.

"Are you okay..?" I asked. I've never seen him quite like this.

"Jus' don't like flights is all." He said quickly. He was usually so articulate and he talked slow. So this was a bit out of the ordinary.

I looked out the window to my right. We've been airborne for about an hour and a half now. So that means Harry has been uncomfortable for an hour and a half as well. I didn't want him to be, but I struggled for anything that could ease his mind off of things.