Fine Line / H.S [COMPLETE]

Golden

I know you were way too bright for me.

June 21th 2017

Harry got off the plane and felt the warm wave of the NYC air, he sighed in content breathing in the fresh air. It wasn't that he hated aeroplanes, but he hated the feeling of not being able to step out and get some fresh air.

Elizabeth patiently waited for her luggage, she'd spent the weekend away with her sister. Camilla always wanted to visit Paris, so that's where they went. They were tired, a crying baby kept them from sleeping on the plane. Camilla and Elizabeth found their grey suitcases and grabbed them from the treadmill. "I just want to go home and sleep," Camilla groaned, pushing her suitcase forward but stopping momentarily making Elizabeth bump into her.

"Shit, Camilla, could you watch out," She said, rubbing her wrist that hit the metal of her sisters' suitcase.

"Is that Harry Styles?" Camilla asked Elizabeth, nodding towards him as he waited for his luggage.

"I don't know," She answered, not really knowing who he was. Of course, Elizabeth had heard from him, Camilla was a big fan after all, but she wouldn't recognise him easily. Harry slightly turned his head, feeling uncomfortable for a reason unknown to him. He had the feeling he was being watched and he was not wrong. Camilla shrieked as she realised it was actually him.

"We have to go up to him and ask for a photo. It's him, Liz. I'm sure." Elizabeth rolled her eyes as Camilla started walking towards him.

"Camilla, you can't just do that. That's really rude. He's probably on a vacation, you can't bother him like that."

"This is a once in a lifetime opportunity," She squealed, already making up her mind. He was only a few feet away and had just found his luggage. He was about to turn around and walk out when Camilla tapped his shoulder carefully. Harry turned around and looked at the two of them, Elizabeth uneasily looked down, while Camilla looked nervous. Harry couldn't help but notice the golden, wavy locks and beautiful suntanned skin that Elizabeth was wearing so elegantly.

She seems so pure, so bright to him. That simple moment made Harry realise that he wanted to get to know her. He was never a person who believed in things like love at first sight, but she might be his only exception. The way she carried herself through the airport and still made it seem like she was the most nervous person on this planet, made Harry absolutely mesmerized. He wanted to know who she was, what she did for a living, why she was here, just everything there was to know about Elizabeth Wellington.

Camilla slightly cleared her throat, pulling Harry out of his thoughts. "Hi, am I interrupting?" She asked him cautiously, not wanting to bother him.

"No, not at all. How are you?"

Harry put on the charming act and smiled, his right dimple popping as Camilla told him she was doing great. "Can I get a picture?" She asked him, feeling a little starstruck because her idol was in front of her. She had been a fan of One Direction and also Harry Styles ever since she was a teenager. Her room used to be full of pictures and concert memories she had made with her high school friends.

Harry nodded and he wrapped an arm around Camilla's shoulders while Camilla expectantly looked at Elizabeth. "Elizabeth, can you take a picture for me, please?" She asked her sister, making Harry chuckle at both Camilla's nervousness and her sister who was rolling her eyes. She still felt uncomfortable, bothering a megastar just like that. Anyways, she grabbed her phone out of her back pocket and snapped pictures of her sister and her idol with a fond smile.

She was still happy for Camilla that she got to meet him and she couldn't help but notice how pretty he looked. The pictures her sister had in her childhood room, didn't do him justice, is what she thought as she had snapped the pictures.