You & I// Harry Styles

Chapter 2.

HEY GUYS, important A/N at the end of the chapter!! Enjoy the story loves! Xoxo.

The plane ride was a mess. The turbulence enhanced my fear of flying, and I was glad when it was over. I walked the crowded airport towards baggage claim and waited for the hideous floral printed suitcase. Once it comes into sight, I attempt to push my way through the crowd to reach my bag, but my small petite body failed to push its way through.

"excuse me." I politely try to get others out of my way, as my patience was slowly starting to disappear. Once I finally pushed my way through, my eyes couldn't meet the hideous bag. Panic begins to fill my body, and I frantically look around for my suitcase. My thoughts were soon interrupted when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turn to see a boy with striking blue eyes that instantly catch my attention.

"I believe this belongs to you." The blue eyed, blonde haired boy says with a smile while handing me the floral bag. He has a dull accent of some sort. His skin is fair, and flawless without a blemish in sight.

"Oh uh- thank you." I stutter. "How did you know this was mine?"

"Well considering you're one out of two other people without a bag, I figured it was either yours, or his." He nudges his head behind me. I turn to see a big man, with tattoos covering every inch of his arms. I let a giggle escape from my lips, turning back towards the blue eyed boy.

"Well it was a good guess." I can't help but cheekily smile. "I'm Bradley Jones" I hold out my hand.

"Niall, Niall Horan." He replies taking my hand in his. "Are you from here?"

"No, I'm from Oregon. You?" I ask in return.

"Well technically I'm from Ireland, but I'm an exchange student here." He says with a warm smile. "How long are you staying in Maine?"

"I'm not really sure yet, I am moving in with my dad, so probably a year at least, maybe longer?" I question myself.

"Well, if it's not too weird maybe I can get your number and we can stay in contact?" He shyly asks. He is too damn cute. I can see his fair skin turn slightly pink.

"Yeah sure haha, let me see your phone." I reach my hand out. He places his phone in my hand and I open his contacts and put my number in. Once I'm done, I return his phone and pick up my bag.

"I better look for my dad, thank you again Niall, it was nice meeting you." I smile.

"Of course, hopefully I'll see you again." I nod and turn to find my dad. After walking for ten minutes, I see a familiar tall man, with a sign in his hands with "boo" written across it. I can't help but laugh as I approach my dad.

"Hey pretty girl." my dad says wrapping his arms around me. "Hey dad." I reply hugging him even tighter. His dark hair and bright green eyes that match mine, are much older than I remember.

"How was your flight?" He asks letting me go. "Eh it was alright." I say leaving out the part about Niall.

"How about we get you home and feed you?" He smiles. "I would love that." I return the smile.

The car ride home was quiet other than the faint sound of music in the background. Maine truly is beautiful, especially this late. Finally after what seemed like hours, we pull into my dad's driveway. I open the car door, and make my way to the back of the car to open the trunk and grab my bags. I grab one as my dad grabs another and we make our way to the  house.  His house was basic, but beautiful.

" here let me show you to your room" my dad offered leading the way.

He walks up a beautiful wrap around staircase, and once he reaches the end of the hallway, he walks into the last room. The room was a basic white room, with a bathroom attached. The only thing in the room was a queen sized bed against a brick wall, with a wooden frame, and a dresser inside the walk in closet.