Anxiety | Harry Styles

Chapter 11: "it'd be better if you were here"

The reality of what Liam has just told me hadn't sunk in yet, but I knew I had to get packing and ready because my flight was early tomorrow morning and I only had so much time to get everything ready. I started running around like a mad person trying to gather everything I could need for 2 weeks, at this point I was just grabbing everything and throwing it on the floor of my bedroom. Liam is so luck that I keep up with laundry. Grabbing my suitcase and grabbing any clothing that I could need for the next 2 weeks was going to be a challenge.

I had just finished getting mostly everything that I needed packed and ready to go. I still couldn't believe this was happening. I'll admit with our generation long distance relationships were very common right now, and I've seen a few videos of the couples meeting for the first time. But with twitter and all these social networks long distance best friends were meeting for the first time in these videos and I that's honestly how I felt. I knew Harry and I have met before, but I can't shake the thought that I'm finally going to hug the Harry that I've told everything to, that I've shared secrets with and shared every emotion with. I'd been running around the a crazy lady getting ready and making sure that I had everything that I could need that even though it was only 9pm, I was exhausted. I checked my emails to make sure I knew exactly everything I need to be and do for tomorrow mornings flight. Within minutes of getting off my laptop, I was asleep.

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It's 5:30am and I had just met up with the team. Our charter flight didn't leave until 7am, but since it was a private flight, we had to make sure we were there extra early to get through to our plane. The good thing is that since we were a private flight we had our own entrance for checking in, and security and all of that. I guess it made sense, celebrities and higher ups need a place where they can go through and not be mobbed by tons of people.

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"Alright ladies and gentlemen, the current time is 7:00 AM, if you could please buckle up and we're ready to take off. This flight is 7 hours long, we will be landing in Miami, Florida at 4:30 local time with their 2 hours time difference. Thank you and enjoy your flight." I couldn't help but hold onto the chair arms until my knuckles went white. I honestly didn't have much flight anxiety but I think at this point I was tired, and all the emotions of what was happening was really settling in. But as much as I couldn't contain my excitement, with all the emotions I've been going through and early wake up call, I decided to give in to some much needed sleep.

I started to stirr in my asleep as I heard a bit of commotion. I sat up stretching my arms out as I look around. I have no clue what time it is but judging by the commotion of the team getting settled to eat. I'd assume it'd be around lunch time.

"hi ma'am, would you like a food and beverage menu?" the flight attendants asks

"that'd be great thank you" I reply getting out my seat to go freshen up.

I looked a little crazy. I wasn't dressed in anything fancy to fly in, and I sure as hell didn't have makeup on, so I just looked extremely tired. But oddly I didnt care all I wanted was to get back to that menu and get something to eat, I was absolutely starving.

"Here you go ma'am, the menu features all the options available. We'll make sure to get it to you as fast as possible" the flight attendant said handing me the menu as I say down. Looking over the menu it was way more posh-like than I thought it would be. I wasn't in the mood for anything over the top so I went with a pasta.

After eating I realize that there was only an hour left of the flight and that I should probably look as presentable as possible. I didn't want to get fully done up because I know I was being brought to a hotel where I could do all that. I figure I could at least put some nicer clothes on and maybe throw my hair up since it was looking crazy at this point.