Post 18 : Arrival Antics

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Harry's POV:

I looked down at Tyra sleeping on my lap her cute little snore appearing ever few minutes. Her coco brown hair was messily draped along her face, suddenly her eyes flickered and she sat up. She nuzzled her face into my neck and started kissing along my collar bone and down it.

I had to re arrange the way I was sitting, before I let things get any closer I moved her hair out of her face and whispered in her ears "Ty everyone is on this plane we can't"

She pulled away and kissed me gently on the lips, everyone was sleeping so I pushed in a bit closer into hers, making it more intimate. She pulled away and just sat up in her chair and sat resting against my shoulder.

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Tyra's POV:

Our flight landed and we all gathered our on plane bags and got ready to leave. Harry grabbed onto my hand before walking down the plane. We all got ushered into private cars that were waiting on the runway for us.

I prefer it that way I don't have to be bombarded with questions when we all walk through the airport. I jumped into my car along with Liam, Maya and Harry. Alfie jumped up into our car and sat on Harry's lap. Our cars started to drive and I sat looking out of the window taking in the glorious New York Sky.

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We drove for about 20 minutes, the longer we were in the car the more magical New York seemed to be. We approached Times Square and the bright glow of the billboards lit up the evening sky. The Christmas decorations shone too.

Harry held onto my hand and squeezed it tightly in his sleep, he snuggled into my and carried on sleeping. Our car then stopped outside a hotel and Harry got woken up by loud screams of American fans.

"How did they find out we were staying here?" Liam said waking up by being awoken by the deafening screeches. The car in front opened first and the others all piled out of the car. I could hear the press and the fans shouting and taking photos. I looked out of the window and saw Niall and Louis taking some quick photos before being ushered into the hotel lobby along side the girls.

Then suddenly our door swung open and the screams got even louder. Harry looked at me and squeezed his hand on my thigh "do you wanna hold my hand while we walk in?" He asked

"It's up to you I can just keep my head down with Alfie if you want?" I said looking at Alfie.

"I want Hazzy to carry my in" Alfie said standing up to rest against Harry's legs.

I thought that maybe he wouldn't be allowed but Harry picked Alfie up and stood out of the car.

The screams got even louder when they set eyes on H, He waited at the door with Alfie on his hip, he held his hand out to help me out of the car. I grabbed onto it and he squeezed it as he felt my hands shaking. I jumped out of the car and kept my head down. Alfie was laughing and waving at everyone as they all shouted. I was surprised he felt so comfortable with the noise.

People were shouting questions along the lines of whether I was Harry's girlfriend, if Harry was Alfie's Father. I felt so overwhelmed and as we got into the Hotel lobby I collapsed down onto the floor in tears.

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Harry's POV:

We entered the hotel lobby and I looked down at Tyra, the colour drained from her face and instantly she collapsed down onto the floor her legs gave way and she was then laying on the floor with her eyes shut closed.

I collapsed down onto my knees shaking her gently "Tyra wake up, Tyra, Tyra" I shouted hoping she was alright.

"Someone get some help over here! She's not okay" Niall started shouting bending down beside us too. He shouted at the staff hoping someone would be able to help and ensure Tyra was safe.

"Hazzy... Hazzy what's wrong... is Ty Ty alright?" Alfie said whilst wiggling through the crowd of people to sit next to me.

"Alfie everything will be okay. ty ty just isn't feeling that well" I said looking down and giving him a hug. Eleanor and Amelia offered to take Alfie off to distract him from Tyra.

We were surrounded by people who were helping and rushing over her body which was still laying unconscious on the hotel floor.

I looked at her laying helplessly on the floor her chest was the only thing moving... up down... up down.. she wasn't well... Tyra.. My Tyra ...

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