"I don't know where the lights are taking us
But something in the night is dangerous
And nothing's holding back the two of us
Baby this is getting serious..."
Laila's * point of view*
"Mira, I am leaving" I shouted from down the hall, struggling with my boots.
"Laila if you will call me MOM it won't hurt you" My mom snapped. ah... yes Mira is my mom, my parents got divorced when I was 12.
" I am getting late for my flight," I told my mom and took my jackets from her.
"have a safe journey, Laila"
I rushed towards the gate with my luggage and heard my mom sigh inside. anyway, i got in the taxi, got settled and moved.
The illuminating lights from theMumbai buildings were moving like waves on my face, This city at night looks very attractive, but sadly I have to leave it tonight.
on reaching airport I checked the time it was 11:00 pm, I still have some time before my flight and decided to make a call to my boyfriend Mack.
after two missed calls and three more rings, he finally picked up the phone "hello, Thor what's up?"
" hahaha, not funny Mack, anyway what you are doing ?"
"nothing, some paperwork, is flight on time "
"nope waiting at the airport "
" I am sorry babe, but gotta go, duty calls!!! , bye talk to you later"
The phone call ended with a beep. maybe I am just being paranoid but from few days Mack seems like avoiding me. I don't know it might be workload and I always support personal space in a relationship but he is just not there when I need him.
"All passengers traveling from Mumbai to new york please kindly gather for security check"
And my journey begins......
I got seated in my seat and as soon as my butt hit the comfortable seat I fall asleep.
*A few moments later*
A sudden thud made me jump from my seat and made my head hit the top.
"Ouch!!!!! , woah man watch it", I said rubbing my head, where I got hurt.
"I am so sorry, I didn't mean to scare you, I accidently dropped my bag, " the guy said in an apologetic way.
"mam is there any problem" air hostess asked me with a smile.
"no, its alright can you get me water please," I asked her, she gave me a smile and assured me to return in a blink.
I came to know that the flight has landed in Dubai, I knew there way a halt of flight in UAE.
"here mam," air hostess handed me the glass of water. I drank it and thanked her, I noticed that she was blushing red, then I understood why she was blushing at the guy who was seated near me.
"Do you need anything, sir?"
"No, I am good" the guy replied.
"again I apologize for what happened I woke you up". I realized the guy was talking to me
"Ummm.... It's okay I was sleeping for hours.
now, I finally got the good look of that guy, he was wearing skinny jeans and white t-shirt , with brown boots . he had really long brown curls and emreald coloured eyes . a loose piece of hair was falling down his face , he used a fingure to put it back behind his ear.
"you know starring is not that polite " the guy was speaking to me.
"huh... I thought I have seen you some where"
"I don't know but by the way I am Harry"
"I am Laila Dove" I reaplied.
"Nice meeting you Laila, you have a beautiful name"
"thanks".
There was something , mysterious about this guy I couldn't figure out what, well I have a lot of hours to find out.
A/N- " Thanks for the read, I am gonna uppdate very soon. Next chapter will also contain story about their flight journey"
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The Beautiful Disaster(Harry Styles)
FanfictionHe was like a book that inspires you, when you lose all the hope in the world, his arms were like a beautiful quote which were holding Laila up. Will the magic Harry's magic last for ever, or fade like the ink on an old, wet, torn book?.... Hey Guy...
