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

Part 13

"Flight attendants prepare for landing please."
"Cabin crew; please take your seats for landing."

"Aditi? Aditi, wake up sweetie."

I stir in my sleep. I open my eyes, trying to adjust to the bright lights. Where am I? Oh wait, I was on a plane!

As I turn my head to see, my face was very close to the guy with the jet black hair. I jump back looking at him again, accidentally hitting Harry with my elbow.

"Oww!" Harry groans loudly.

I look back and see Harry clutching the side of his stomach.

"I'm so sorry!" I say frantically, "For a minute I didn't realize where I was." I look at Harry and then to his arm. "Then I suddenly was so close to this guy's face." I was blabbering now.

Oh God! Why do I have to embarrass myself, that too in front of such cute and hot guys?

The other guy laughs. I look at him while Harry says, "You were actually sleeping on Zayn's shoulders. I mean your head was on his shoulders while you were sleeping." He explains.

Zayn? So Harry knows this guy?

I face palm internally and could feel heat rising to my cheeks.

Urgh! I hope I didn't drool!

I cringe at the thought. I turn to look at Zayn, who is smiling at my reaction; I can see his perfect teeth, the way his tongue hides behind it, the way his eyes crinkle.

Who is this guy? Is he a model? An actor? If not then he should seriously consider it as a career.

"I'm so sorry! This is really embarrassing. I didn't mean to, it's just that I had a long day. Oh God!" I groan as I hide my face in my hands.

"Hey! It's not like I minded. Besides, I slept on your head. That makes us even." Zayn simply winks.

"Oh." I just smile sheepishly.

"We're about to land. Better buckle up." Harry says.

The flight lands smoothly and we all get up and take our bags from the overhead cabinet.

Someone pushed my bag way behind and couldn't reach it. I stand up on my toes with my hands stretched out trying to reach my bag, I still couldn't get a hold of it.

"There let me help you." Harry says, as he saw me struggling. Standing in the same position I turned to see Harry. For a moment, I see him looking down. I follow his gaze and see that since I was wearing a crop top and with my hands stretched out like that, it showed a lot of skin.

I clear my throat and Harry quickly moves to my side to help me. With ease he pulls out the strap of my bag and hands it to me.

"Thank you." I smile at him which he returns.

Just then someone taps my shoulder; I look behind to see Ayaan. He has his headphones on and he looks a bit tired. His hair standing out in different angles, it looks messed up.

Probably how my hair looks right now.

"You didn't sleep, did you? I ask.

"No, I couldn't. Do you have the passports?"

"Yup, I do. It's in my purse. I better message Aliya."

I take out my phone and message Aliya telling her we landed.

We walk out through the aisles slowly and get out to the tunnel. From there we head to the immigration and then move to the baggage claims.

We walk to the luggage belt and wait for our luggage as the belt moved slowly. A few people around already got their bags and left.

"So I guess this is goodbye then."

I turn around and see Harry with a black suitcase.

"It was nice meeting you, Harry. You'll never know...we might meet again you know." I wink.

"Yeah, it was pleasure meeting such a beautiful person. Yes, hopefully. We'll meet if it's written in the stars." He says with a smile.

Blushing at his compliment, which he notices, he smiles and turns around walking towards the exit.

Will I ever meet him again? How strange is it? I just met him a few hours ago and I already miss him. He's still a stranger, but still.

"That's ours, isn't it?" Ayaan snaps me back to reality.