What's Written In The Stars [H.S]

Part 11

"Uh ....thank you. I'm just lazy you know." I give him a sheepish smile.

"Ah ...I would have done the same." He says winking at me.

Wow, this man is breathtakingly handsome. And he has an accent, is it a British accent?

No..

No..

No..

You have a boyfriend...Salman remember?

I shake my head as my subconscious glares at me with her hands on her hips.

Just then I hear a beep, I look down at my phone to see Ayaan's message.

Ayaan: Turkey sub

"You want to go first." I turn to ask him.

"No, you were here first." he smiles kindly.

I smile back and turn to look back at the man standing at the counter.

"One Turkey Sub and uh... I'll have a chicken teriyaki sandwich please. Oh and a bottle of water." I give my order to the man.

Paying the man, I move to the side to wait for my order and to let this handsome guy give his order.

"I'll have what the lady is having. A chicken teriyaki please."

He pays and then looks towards me...putting his hand forward he says, "I'm Harry."

"Hi...I'm Aditi." I shake his warm hands.

Those Green eyes! Damn!

"Where are you travelling to?"

"Heathrow, London."

"Ah...it's lovely there. You'll like it. Have you been there before?"

"No, I haven't, l but I can't wait! I just wanna get on the damn plane."

He chuckles and runs his finger through his hair.

"Where are you...." I get cut off by the man at the counter.

"Here you go Miss, a turkey Sub, a chicken teriyaki and a bottle of water. Enjoy."

The man slides the tray towards me with a smile.

"It was nice meeting you." I say, feeling a little sad that I have to move away now. I carry the tray and look at him one last time, trying to take a mental picture in my head.

"Pleasure meeting you." he says.

I smile and turn around. I make my way to Ayaan who looks at me with a smirk.

"Well, well, well, look what we have here. Just look at you, you're red!" he takes the sandwich from the tray and rips the wrapping.

"No, I'm not!" though I could feel my cheeks heating up.

"Yeah yeah...this thing's good." Ayaan moans as he takes a bite.

An hour and a half goes by just like that. I talked to Salman for a while and then called Aliya who wanted to know when was I arriving as she would be coming with Aditya to pick us up at the airport.

I keep stealing glances at Harry who is playing with a little blonde girl. Is she his daughter?

He is not alone though, he is surrounded by a group of people. There were four other handsome guys with two beautiful women, sitting together and chatting loudly.

"Good evening passengers. This is the boarding announcement for flight 89B to London. Please have your boarding pass and identification ready. Thank you."

"That's us. But we'll wait for a while. I don't want to wait in lines anymore. Just wait for 15 minutes."

Ayaan nods his head and continues playing his game. Slowly, the other passengers make their way to the counter and get into the tunnel. I see Harry get in too.

"Let's go." I say after a few minutes. I grab my purse and take out our passports and boarding passes. We make our way to the counter where the airport official scans our boarding passes and hands it back. We walk through the tunnel where the air hostess greets us.

"Boarding passes please."

"First class, seats 3D and 4A."

She hand us back our boarding passes and we move along.

"3D ...4A...3D...4A...."I keep muttering till I find 3D (which was the middle aisle seat) and 4A (which was a window seat on the left).

Ayaan pulls out his boarding pass from my hand and settles down in the window seat. When I walk to seat 3D it's already occupied by some other woman. I double check the seat number on the boarding pass...it is 3D.

"Hey! Everthing okay?"

I look down to see Harry looking at me.

Oh thank you God! I scream internally and actually feel like doing a summersault.

The woman beside him stares at me.

I snap out of my celebratory and giddy thoughts and show my boarding pass to the woman, "Hey! Hi....no actually you're in my seat. 3D." I point to her my seat number.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. If you don't mind could you please take my seat, it's 8C." she replies with an annoyed smile.

"Is it a window seat, cause I don't do window seats. You see I have a fear of heights." I try to explain to this woman and I don't know what her problem is with me?

"Well you could just put down the shutter ." she shrugs.

"Excuse me." How dare she? Like first of all she is in my seat and now she is showing me the sass!

"Is there a problem, Ma'am?" I turn around to see a male flight attendant.

"Actually, yes there is. This lady here is in my seat." I say to the attendant.

"Could I see your boarding passes, please?"

We hand him our boarding passes. After checking the seat number, he says looking at the woman, "I am sorry Ma'am but this isn't your seat. You'll have to return to your seat."

The attendant hands back our boarding passes and the woman gets up. She looks in her early twenties and is very beautiful. She has lovely blue eyes and blonde hair. But I guess looks don't matter, it's the character that's more important.

With a huff, she gets up and removes her carry bag from the overhead compartment. She turns around and gives me a glowering look. As she walks by me, I hear her say "Fucking bitch."

"What the hell?!" but instead of getting angry and pulling her hair out, I start laughing. Something is definitely wrong with her.

"Did you hear what she said?" I turn to look at Harry while trying to get to my seat.

"Just ignore." He chuckles.

Ah...this is gonna be one heck of a ride.