Chapter 28

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Its 1:00 pm and we are airborne.

I am so nervous. I don't know what are we going to do once we land.

"Hey. " Harry gently squeezes my hand.

I give him a nervous smile.

"Don't be scared." His voice is soft.

" I'm not Scared I'm just....Anxious."

I brush my thumb on his knuckles.

" You are so beautiful right now." He whispers, making me giggle.

He leans forward and kisses me on the cheek. I turn crimson red instantly.

I stand up to grab my bag from the storage shelf. I open the zipper and take my novel out. I was reading it two nights before. Its called ' This Is Falling ' by Ginger Scott.

Its a touching series.

I sit in my seat and start reading where I last left.  Harry has fallen asleep. His head is tilted to one side and his lips are slightly apart. He looks so beautiful when he is asleep. God! how I never thought I'd ever see this boy. You're sitting next to him, flying to LA !

I hug myself tight.

Its  5:00 pm. I am resting my head on Harry's. He is still asleep. I Flicker my eyes open and gaze around.  A young, Tall brunette is standing in front of our seat.

"Hello ma'am. Would you like to have your Snack now?" She asks, her voice is soft.

" Uhh..." I take a moment , "Yeah..Thankyou."

She nods and leaves.

I look at Harry's face. He is sleeping like a baby. I just wanna lean forward and kiss his pink, puffy lips! But I control my urge. No!

Its too much! I run my finger through his thick hair. He groans and shifts in his place. I still immediately.

He opens his eyes.

"Hi." I smile warmly at him.

" Hi." He yawns. His voice is hoarse.

oh my!

" Sleep well? " I ask him.

He nods and yawns again.

A few minutes later the tall blonde arrives with our Snack. She offers us a glass of wine. Umm...red wine tastes delicious. My throat was parched.

The pilot announces our time of arrival at LAX at 8:00 pm.

2 more hours. I rub my hands together to warm them. This air conditioner is killing me, Its too cold.

"Cold?" He asks me.

I nod.

He pulls out his jacket and drapes it over me.

" No. Harry I.." I protest.

"I'm not cold. Take it." He orders.

I do as he says.

As we walk out of the airport there is a big crowd of people outside. I can't see a thing its too bright. Flashes everywhere. I put my hand in front of my face to avoid the light. Harry holds my hand and leads me out.

They are all calling out to him.

Harry! Harry! Harry!  is all I hear.

I look up at Harry. He is angry. His jaw is clenched. His grip around my wrist tightens.

Jesus!  why is he angry?

I hear a man call out to him , " Harry! What your relationship with this girl?!"

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