Campaign (Harry Styles)

four

tbh I like writing this story. do you guys like it? Ellie is awesome c;

"We need to head to the airport in Missouri." Drew called out behind us. All of us were carrying small amount of belongings to head to Europe. Harry was chipper since we were actually going along with his plan. "How far is it?" I asked.

"About 45 miles. Remember, El, we are in Iowa." He replied, smirking.

"Please don't mention the name El around me. I'm sorry." Harry took a deep breath.

"Why?" I questioned.

"It's just, um, nothing. Never mind. I should've never brought it up." He shook his head and suddenly caught interest in the couch. "Okay... So Bry, do you have a ride or map guiding us to MO?"

"You think I carry everything with me in my back pocket? Ellie, you should know me by now." He pulled out an object that looked futuristic. It had a clear screen that wasn't exactly see through, but enough to where you could see your own reflection. It also had a lock screen. "What is that?" I asked.

"A cell phone. You've never heard of one?" He scoffed. Stephanie snickered and Harper copied. I rolled my eyes as Harry looked down. "Styles, have you heard of one?"

"I-"

"Who's phone do you think this is?" Bryce asked me. I shook my head and darted my eyes at Harry. He kicked at the carpet and I glared at him. He really had to bring that contraption to embarrass the shit out of me, didn't he? I pushed past them and stormed up to my room. I was infuriated and too embarrassed to go and face them again. As you can already tell, I can't control my temper. I think I got it from my mother.

She was born in Indiana, while my dad was born in Florida. Bryce and I were born as twins in what used to be New York but it was destroyed by the Euros. He was named the head of the family by the time our relatives had past. I was named kin in case he ever passed, which wouldn't be anytime soon.

Back to reality. Drew came into my room and stood at the doorway, somewhat like Bryce does. I looked at him and he came and sat next to me.

"Why'd you come up here for?" I asked him.

"To check up on you. You stormed up here after everyone burst out in laughter." I rolled my eyes and laid on my bed. "Go and join them."

"I didn't feel like it.” He smiled at me. I looked at him confused.

“Why are you always so nice to me when I'm the worst person in this lodge?”

“I'm nice to you because I-” Harper cut him off. “WE'VE GOT A PLANE TO EUROPE. BRYCE IS FLYING AND HE NEEDS A CO-PILOT! YOU IN, EL?” I looked at him and nodded my head. Drew looked down at the comforter on the bed.

“Hey, Drew,” He looked up at me. “Let's go. We've got a world to save.” he grinned and we all followed Harper downstairs and into the yard.

Waiting for us was Harry, Bryce and Stephanie, followed by a ginormous plane.

“I-I'm driving that?”

“We are flying that, yes Ellie.” I stuck my tongue out at Bryce and punched him in the arm.

“Can we go now?” Harry whined. I pushed him into the plane and went to the Captain's Quarters. Bryce was sitting there and started the plane.

“Ready?”

“Ready.”

note to self: wRITE ONE FAN FIC AT A TIME