Last To Know. (Jay McGuiness)

Last To Know: Running.

A/N:  HELLO PEEPS!! Well this is the First Chapter and I'm so excited for you to read it I really hope you like it!! please comment what you think about it. So with that said, I go to the copy/paste phrase that maybe you all know already. Sorry for my grammatical errors, my language is not English so obviously I have errors. Remember to VOTE, COMMENT and SPREAD THE WORD. I LOVE YOU ALL! <3

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I was walking through the airport with my suitcases in hand. Hurrying if not I'll be late and miss my flight and I would be found too fast. I guess this is the time where I introduce myself. My name is Hayley Alexandria Hawthorne, my friends call me Hayley, I'm 21 years old. My father owns half of New York and that's why I'm running. I'm an only child and that's why people think that my relationship with my parents is good but it is not. We are all appearances. My life has not been easy as everyone thinks, having people to do things for you just makes you feel like a complete useless. That kind of power makes you a lifetime full of lies and for once I was sick of all that. That's why I was running through the airport with my incredible high heels, my black skirt, my silk blue blouse and my white cardigan. I was walking so fast that clashed with people to let me go faster, all I wanted was to get on the plane and forget my life. Start over.

"HEY! CAREFUL PRINCESS!" I heard someone scream while I was on my way, turning I saw different guys and saw that I had thrown some of their things.

"Sorry!" I yelled irritated by the fact that I have hear one of them said princess to me and continued on my way without remembering how they looked.

Princess was my nickname and I hated it, the press, my friends and my parents always said that to me. When I got to the waiting room I noticed that we weren't allowed to go inside which was perfect because I wanted to change clothes, to mingle with other people. I went into the bathroom where I changed my skirt for skinny blue jeans, a shirt of one of my favorite bands We The Kings in yellow. My combat boots, and although they were designer I love them. I left the bathroom and looked in the mirror I remove my excess of makeup, leaving only my mask and my lipstick, that way my dark brown eyes were natural. My hair was the same color as my eyes only more clear in the end, it was in an elegant bun, so I let go, I loved the natural waves of my hair, it was down to my waist so I didn't liked having it collected. But for elegant dinner and executive meetings dresses and designer shoes, stylish hairstyles and excessive makeup was a MUST!. I took a look in the mirror and smiled for the first time in days. I was convinced that everything would be fine.

I walked down the long hallway again and people were beginning to enter the plain, so I made first in line to wait my turn and I must say it was excellent. I handed my ticket to the attendant and then I searched my place 27C. WINDOW! I screamed in my mind. I put my hand luggage on top and bag in hand I sat in my place, everything was perfect. No one knew where I was, I destroyed the sim card of my phone the night before and had changed the GPS on my phone so I couldn't be located. As landed I'll seek a new cell phone number so I could contact none. At least that was the main idea. I was so deep in my thoughts that I was shocked when someone sat next to me. But I didn't want to turn an annoying sound was made next to me letting me know that the person demanded my attention. I turn my head and I couldn't believe my eyes. There he was with his hazel eyes and brown hair. I was never one of those fangirls that scream and all, mainly because everytime I met someone famous I was forced to let my fan feelings aside so when I saw him I was calm.

“Need anything?” I asked politely, freaking out in the inside.

“Aren't you the girl that was running in the airport?” Oh Crap! Please tell me I didn't hit him or something.