Like a paperplane...

Oh god, why do I have to go to London with my family? I don't even wan't to. But here I am, here we are, in the airport and waiting for the goddamn plane.

While we were sitting there, I plugged in my earphones, and turned on the music.

"...baby be with me so happily..." Harry Styles... Wonderful boy.

His voice sent a cribble down my spine, and put butterflies in my stomach. I couldn't help, but put a little smile on my face.

"Y/N, I'll just have a look at the shops, and dad will go buy coffee. You stay here, okay?" said my mom.

"Mhmm.." I answered, with my eyes deeply buried in my phone.

Then she went away.

I looked around me. I sat in one of those chairs they always have in airports.

The airport was huge. Really.

On my left, there were shops all over. Maybe I should take a look? No.

On my right, there was a huuuuge window, showing the airplanes when they arrived or left.

And in front of me, there was a balcon, with stairs coming down. I knew there was a cafeteria. And a Starbucks... Maybe I should g... No.

Then, I saw a guy coming down the stairs. He had a cup of starbucks coffee in his hand, tight jeans, and a white t-shirt, slightly showing his muscles. He looked pretty good, actually.

Now, I realised who it was. The brown curls, green eyes, how could I not see that?! Okay, Y/N, keep it cool, do not black out or anything!

He was coming towards the chairs, obviously looking for a free seat.

They were all taken, except the one next to me. My heart was beating fast. He came towards me, and I just sat there smiling like an idiot.

He sat down. "Hi" he said and smirked at me.

"Hi.." I said looking, a bit shy, at him. His green eyes caught mine. He smiled at me, still looking deeply into my eyes. I blushed.

"Where are you going?" he asked, while he lifted up his starbucks.

"Ehm... I.. London.. I'm going to London." I said. I looked at the ground. Why couldn't I speak?

He smirked at me. His deep green eyes were so beautiful, and everyone could get lost in them. No wonder he's so popular.

"Me too." he said. He looked so deeply at me, like if he really listened, really was interested. It's unexplainable.

"So, what's your name, by the way?"

he looked at me again. Those eyes melted my heart.

"Y/N" I said.

"What a beautiful name." He said, smiling at the ground.

"I'm Harry, but it seems like you already knows." he laughed.

I smiled. His laughther was amazing, truly wonderful.

I wished that it would never end. My life seemed so perfect at that moment.

We were talking for a long time, it felt like hours. Not in a bad way, not at all.

"We are now boarding the flight to London. All passengers must go to the gate." said a female voice in the radio.

"Well, we should go to the gate." he said, and stood up.

I followed him.

While we were walking next to eachother, I felt a big, soft hand take mine. He looked at me, in a way that said: "Is it okay?"

I just smiled at him, and he took that as a yes.

My parents were already at the gate.

"Who is that?" said my mom. Why is she always so curious? "It's Harry.." I said shortly, and blushed. My mom sent me an exited look.

Well, we boarded, but our seats were not near eachother.

I sat by the window at 3rd row, Harry in the middle of 7th row, and my parents sat on the hind seats.

The flight were now in the air, and the little lamp with a seat belt turned off.

I looked behind me, to find Harry. He was already looking at me. I smiled at him.

Then I fell asleep.

When I woke up, I felt something, someone, holding around me. Muscular arms were holding me tight.

I looked up, to see Harrys face smiling big at me.

"Goodmorning beautiful!" He said with his deep raspy voice. It felt good. I didn't even ask him why he called me beautiful, or why he held me, but simply: "Why are you here?"

"I changed seats." he said, and kissed my forehead.

Then I fell asleep again. This time with Harrys strong arms swept around me.

I didn't wake up before we were in London.