"Hello Travelers! After a four hour delay, the plane is finally ready to board, so please get in line with your tickets." The intercom says as I silently cheer. I'm heading off to Chicago to meet with my friends and I've been sitting at this gate forever. I quickly stand up and sling my bag over my shoulder, dropping my ticket in the process. I reach down to pick it up, but I am stopped by another hand doing the same. I look up and I am greeted by an extremely attractive looking face. I take a double take as I realize who is standing right in front of me. "You're Harry Styles.." I say completely shocked as he holds out my ticket. His hair is tucked back by a grey beanie and he has a pair of sunglasses on. He brings his finger to his smirking lips and I let out a laugh. "Thanks." I say taking my ticket and getting in line. Holy Crap. I just met Harry Styles. I smile to myself. As I board the plane, I cross my fingers hoping to sit next to someone decent. I sit down and plug in my headphones and hitting shuffle on my playlist. Ironically, Happily by One Direction comes on and I tap my foot along to the beat, closing my eyes. I'm interrupted by a tap on my shoulder. "Is this seat taken?" A deep British accent asks. I open my eyes and I'm greeted by Harry again. "Uh, nope! Go ahead." I say nervously. Don't say anything stupid! Don't say anything stupid! "So, where are you headed?" I ask him. God (Y/N)! Are you serious! He laughs, showing his signature dimples. "I'm sorry. That was extremely stupid," I say covering my face with my hands. "What I meant to say was why are you visiting Chicago," I say. "I'm going to a wedding." He says with a smile. "Sounds fun," I say nodding my head. "To be honest, I don't even know who's getting married. It's one of Louis's friends," he whispers in my ear. We both start to laugh and I sigh. "I haven't laughed like that in a very long time." I admit, smiling at the green eyed boy. "Well, I am glad to be the cause of it," he says. "I didn't catch your name," he says. "Oh! I'm (Y/N)." I say sticking out my hand. "Well it's very nice to meet you, (Y/N)," he says, shaking my hand. "And it's nice to meet you, Harry," I say shaking it back.
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The plane ride consisted of lighthearted conversations, lots of laughs, and even more corny jokes. The plane has finally landed and we both are standing outside of the gate. "I have to admit (Y/N). That was the best plane ride I have ever been on. That says a lot too, I ride first class," he says grinning. "I am some pretty good company, aren't I?" I say laughing. He lets out a laugh and says,"Do you live in the UK or were you just visiting and flying out of there?" "I live there, may I ask why?" I say with a smirk. "Well, I really enjoyed your company and I would like to see you again." he says confidently. "That would be great!" I exclaim. We exchange numbers and addresses, then say our goodbyes and head our separate ways. That just happened.
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Thanks for reading! This is my first imagine so please enjoy! Please comment, vote, and share with your friends! (If they enjoy Harry Styles imagines, of course ;))
-Ava <3
