*Rose's P.O.V*
I shivered in the cold New York air as I walked towards the airport. Flying back to Bradford wasn't something I wanted to do.
Especially because of all the darkness and secrets I left behind when I ran off to another country.
Tossing the last of my luggage on the conveyor belt, a woman's voice sounded over the speakers,
"Flight 113 now boarding."
I sat and waited for the rest of the passengers to take their seats, slowly growing more and more anxious by the slowly passing minutes.
The last person to board the plane caught my attention.
His dark brown curls, emerald green eyes, and seemingly flawless features with tattoos peeking evidently out of his sleeve.
He sat down in the only seat left.
Which was right next to me.
"Fasten your seat belts and prepare for takeoff"
Not before long we were in the sky and the boy finally spoke.
"Hi, I'm Harry. "
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Flight 113
FanfictionWhen the bad-girl Rose Thompson meets the lover-boy Harry Styles in an flight to Bradford, will Rose's dark and dangerous past ruin their chances or will Harry break her bad-girl reputation for good? Find out on Flight 113. All Rights Reserved©
