My Baby Daddy || Michael Clifford

Chapter 16

*Harley's P.O.V*

"Final call for Flight 902B, to Asunción, Paraguay. Please board now" the female intercom voice spoke. Breathing out excitedly, I stood up immediately, grabbing my duffle bag. However, Michael and Harry weren't as enthusiastic as me.

They got up at a normal pace, picking up their rucksacks. We're only staying for 2 days. We leave the day after the concert because Michael and I don't want to be away from Lexi and Ethan for too long, and also we don't want to pile all this on Gemma.

"C'mon then" I grinned, looking back at them, them walking incredibly slow compare to me. They had hoddies on, covering their faces, trying not to be recognised.

I walked upto the lady and handed her my passport and boarding pass. She checked them over and gave it back to me, smiling bitchily. I guess she read my name "Thank you. Have a nice flight"

I rolled my eyes as I waited for Harry and Michael. We were at the back of the que. We didn't want to be at the front because they didn't want to get noticed so we're right at the back of the que.

The lady checked Harry's boarding pass and passport and let him through, then she checked Michael's. Letting him through also, sending a wink at him as he started to walk. Just before he was out of her way, she slapped his ass. Making him jump and yelp in surprise.

Glaring hardly at her, I shoved my duffle bag into Harry's arms, stomping straight upto her

"Alright listen here you slutty, bitch. I don't care who the hell you are or who the hell you whore around with, but my boyfriend is outta the question. Do us all a favour and fuck off. Keep your slutty perfectly manicured hand to yourself and don't you ever! Touch my boyfriend - that's my job" I smirked at her reaction and turned my back on her, flipping her off as I walked down the tunnel with Michael and Harry by my side.

They both stayed silent as they each wore smirks. Pricks.

We entered first class. Of course, I rolled my eyes. And went to find our seats. They were in rows of four. It's not one of those extravagant first class areas. It's just comfier seats, a little more spacious and better but more expensive food.

Harry sat by the window, Michael next to him and then me. A spare seat next to me.

5 minutes later I felt someone sit down beside me. I turned my head and looked down, seeing a young teen girl who looked terrified to be sat next to me. Across the isle was who I assumed to be her older sister.

For the sake of not trying to scare her, I introduced myself to her. God why do I sound so formal? I introduced myself. Wow im a freak.

"Hello" I smiled, looking down at her. She looked up at me, a unreadable expression on her face but it quickly melted away and she just sat looking up at me shocked.

"Y-y-yo-you y-your H-Ha-rry Sty-Styles s-si-sister" She gaped at me in complete and utter shock.

I smiled down at her. "Yeah, I am. I'm Harley, what's your name?"

"I-I'm Beck-Becky" She stuttered. Omg she's so sweet! She's actually nervous to talk to me, just cause I'm Harry Styles sister. Bless her.

"Well Becky, it's nice to meet you" I grinned at her, making her smile up at me.

"It's nice to meet you too Harley. Your a lot nicer in person."

"How'd you mean?" I asked confused.

"My older sister, showed me that video of you at the airport where you where shouting and screaming and being nasty. My sister told me that's how you are in real life. - but your not" She smiled at me