Los Angeles to London
When Harry met Alex
Alex's POV
Harry put his duffle bag in the over head compartment and sat down.
"I'm harry" he said, extending his hand to me.
"Alex" I replied shaking his hand.
"Nice to meet you" he said smiling
.
The overly excited flight attendant rushed over to us.
"Mr. Styles, we have a completely empty row just over there that I feel would be more to your liking, would you like me to grab your bag and set you up over there?" She said eyeing him up and down, not even being sly about it.
"No thanks. I think I'm quite alright just where I am." Harry turned to me and smiled.
"If that's all right with you" he said to me.
"Oh yeah, that's fine with me. It's no big deal." I replied nonchalant.
The flight attendant rolled her eyes at me, turning to Harry she smiled and replied "As you wish" and walked away.
We sat there for a few minutes in awkward silence. Just then my phone buzzed (thank god), it was my mom, reminding me to be safe and to call her when I landed. Just then the annoying flight attendant made her announcement to turn off all electrics and to buckle our seat belts and to do what ever other safety procedures there were.
As the plane started to taxi out, Harry turned to me, "So, are you going to London on vacation?"
I laughed a little. "No, actually I'm moving there."
"Really? Why?"
"I got a job offer I couldn't refuse, I'm a little nervous though. I've never been to London, I don't know what to expect."
"Don't worry about it. London is great, you'll love it. If you can get around LA, you'll be fine. The only part of London that sucks is the weather."
"Yeah I've heard, I don't know about that. I'm a true California girl. I love the beach... and the sun."
"Me too. The part about loving the beach and the sun, not me being a California girl." He laughed. His laugh was so magical, like an angel or something. "But England has some pretty awesome beaches too, but sadly the sun doesn't make an appearance that often."
"I guess I'll have to check them out." I smiled.
"So if you don't mind me asking, what was the job offer you just couldn't refuse?"
"I don't mind, um actually it's kinda my dream job." I said shyly. "Burberry asked me to be their head makeup artist." I beamed.
Harry's POV
I never met this girl before, but man I was I happy I did. I've only been talking to her for a few minutes, but I was already smitten. She seemed really down to earth but also passionate about her job.
"That's awsome." I said to her. "Burberry is an awesome brand, so are you going to be doing the makeup for fashion week, next week?"
"Yeah I am! I'm so excited, I've done makeup for New York Fashion week as an assistant makeup artist, but now I get to be head makeup artist at London Fashion week, I can not wait!" she exclaimed.
I've been in the industry for a few years now, and I've never seen someone so happy to be doing what they love. There was just something about this girl that intrigued me.
Alex's POV
We talked for hours about nothing in particular. Eventually I got really tired and must have fallen asleep because I woke up with my head resting on Harry's shoulder! I looked up at Harry to see that he too was asleep, something about laying there felt right. I sat up and reached in my bag searching for something to distract me from the beautiful person sleeping next to me. I found the book I packed and started reading.
About a half hour went bye when the flight attendant's voice came across the loud speaker. "We are making our final descent into Heathrow airport, we ask that you move your seats to the upright position, store your tray tables and please turn off all electric devices. We will be landing in approximately 25 minutes. Thank you and enjoy the rest of your flight."
I looked over and noticed that Harry's seat was reclined, so I gently nudged him. He moaned, obviously not wanting to wake up.
"Harry," I shook his arm. "Harry, we're going to be landing soon." I spoke softly.
He looked over at me and smiled, sending butterflies to my stomach.
"How long have I been asleep?"
"I'm not sure, I just woke up about a half hour ago."
Harry stretched and put his seat up right. "I'll be back." He got up, grabbed his bag and headed towards the restroom. I decided that while he was gone that I should probably make sure I looked descent. I pulled my mirror out of my bag to assess my self. My medium length brown hair looked crazy. I grabbed my brush and ran it through my hair quickly, my lips looked a little chapped (which is to be expected on such a long flight.) I swiped some chapstick on and then a little bit of my favorite gloss, (Urban Decay Naked) I quickly blended some concealer under my eyes so I didn't look quite so haggard. I grabbed one of my Colgate wisps and quickly brushed my teeth, it had been like 20 hours since I had done so, and since then I've had coffee, various airplane foods and candy. Just as I finished Harry walked back over, returning his bag back to the over head compartment, this time part of his amazing stomach showed when he lifted his arms, it was a sight I could get used to looking, but too quickly he sat back down.
Harry's POV
I got up, grabbed my little duffle, and made my way to the restroom. I entered and locked the door behind me. I used the facilities and washed my hands. I also splashed water on my face in hopes of it helping to make me feel more refreshed. I pulled out my tooth brush and brushed my teeth. I put my things back in my bag and stood there for a minute thinking about Alex. I loved that smile she gave me when she was waking me up, I could get used to seeing that every morning. She was so sweet and gentle, nudging me softly. I snapped back to reality, realizing I had been in the toilet for far too long. I made my way back to my seat, I put my bag in the compartment and sat down.
"We would like to inform everyone again that we are making our final descent into Heathrow airport, we ask that you move your seats to the upright position store your tray tables and please turn off all electric devices. We will be landing in approximately 10 minutes. Thank you and enjoy the rest of your flight.", the annoying air hostess from the beginning of the flight informed us.
I reached across Alex and lifted the shade up, the sun was setting, but we had an amazing view of London. London during a sunset has this beautiful romanticism about it. I looked to Alex and smiled, she looked out the window.
"Oh my god, London is beautiful!" she gasped.
Just like you, I thought. Wow Styles that was really cheesy, thank god you didn't say that out loud.
We got lower to the ground and finally landed. The plane taxied into the gate nicely. I looked to Alex who was still looking out the window, I knew I had to say something. I didn't want our time together to end.
"Uh Alex, I know it's your first night in London and you'll probably want to go see your new flat and stuff, but would you go out to dinner with me?"
Harry put his duffle bag in the over head compartment and sat down.
"I'm harry" he said, extending his hand to me.
"Alex" I replied shaking his hand.
"Nice to meet you" he said smiling
.
The overly excited flight attendant rushed over to us.
"Mr. Styles, we have a completely empty row just over there that I feel would be more to your liking, would you like me to grab your bag and set you up over there?" She said eyeing him up and down, not even being sly about it.
"No thanks. I think I'm quite alright just where I am." Harry turned to me and smiled.
"If that's all right with you" he said to me.
"Oh yeah, that's fine with me. It's no big deal." I replied nonchalant.
The flight attendant rolled her eyes at me, turning to Harry she smiled and replied "As you wish" and walked away.
We sat there for a few minutes in awkward silence. Just then my phone buzzed (thank god), it was my mom, reminding me to be safe and to call her when I landed. Just then the annoying flight attendant made her announcement to turn off all electrics and to buckle our seat belts and to do what ever other safety procedures there were.
As the plane started to taxi out, Harry turned to me, "So, are you going to London on vacation?"
I laughed a little. "No, actually I'm moving there."
"Really? Why?"
"I got a job offer I couldn't refuse, I'm a little nervous though. I've never been to London, I don't know what to expect."
"Don't worry about it. London is great, you'll love it. If you can get around LA, you'll be fine. The only part of London that sucks is the weather."
"Yeah I've heard, I don't know about that. I'm a true California girl. I love the beach... and the sun."
"Me too. The part about loving the beach and the sun, not me being a California girl." He laughed. His laugh was so magical, like an angel or something. "But England has some pretty awesome beaches too, but sadly the sun doesn't make an appearance that often."
"I guess I'll have to check them out." I smiled.
"So if you don't mind me asking, what was the job offer you just couldn't refuse?"
"I don't mind, um actually it's kinda my dream job." I said shyly. "Burberry asked me to be their head makeup artist." I beamed.
Harry's POV
I never met this girl before, but man I was I happy I did. I've only been talking to her for a few minutes, but I was already smitten. She seemed really down to earth but also passionate about her job.
"That's awsome." I said to her. "Burberry is an awesome brand, so are you going to be doing the makeup for fashion week, next week?"
"Yeah I am! I'm so excited, I've done makeup for New York Fashion week as an assistant makeup artist, but now I get to be head makeup artist at London Fashion week, I can not wait!" she exclaimed.
I've been in the industry for a few years now, and I've never seen someone so happy to be doing what they love. There was just something about this girl that intrigued me.
Alex's POV
We talked for hours about nothing in particular. Eventually I got really tired and must have fallen asleep because I woke up with my head resting on Harry's shoulder! I looked up at Harry to see that he too was asleep, something about laying there felt right. I sat up and reached in my bag searching for something to distract me from the beautiful person sleeping next to me. I found the book I packed and started reading.
About a half hour went bye when the flight attendant's voice came across the loud speaker. "We are making our final descent into Heathrow airport, we ask that you move your seats to the upright position, store your tray tables and please turn off all electric devices. We will be landing in approximately 25 minutes. Thank you and enjoy the rest of your flight."
I looked over and noticed that Harry's seat was reclined, so I gently nudged him. He moaned, obviously not wanting to wake up.
"Harry," I shook his arm. "Harry, we're going to be landing soon." I spoke softly.
He looked over at me and smiled, sending butterflies to my stomach.
"How long have I been asleep?"
"I'm not sure, I just woke up about a half hour ago."
Harry stretched and put his seat up right. "I'll be back." He got up, grabbed his bag and headed towards the restroom. I decided that while he was gone that I should probably make sure I looked descent. I pulled my mirror out of my bag to assess my self. My medium length brown hair looked crazy. I grabbed my brush and ran it through my hair quickly, my lips looked a little chapped (which is to be expected on such a long flight.) I swiped some chapstick on and then a little bit of my favorite gloss, (Urban Decay Naked) I quickly blended some concealer under my eyes so I didn't look quite so haggard. I grabbed one of my Colgate wisps and quickly brushed my teeth, it had been like 20 hours since I had done so, and since then I've had coffee, various airplane foods and candy. Just as I finished Harry walked back over, returning his bag back to the over head compartment, this time part of his amazing stomach showed when he lifted his arms, it was a sight I could get used to looking, but too quickly he sat back down.
Harry's POV
I got up, grabbed my little duffle, and made my way to the restroom. I entered and locked the door behind me. I used the facilities and washed my hands. I also splashed water on my face in hopes of it helping to make me feel more refreshed. I pulled out my tooth brush and brushed my teeth. I put my things back in my bag and stood there for a minute thinking about Alex. I loved that smile she gave me when she was waking me up, I could get used to seeing that every morning. She was so sweet and gentle, nudging me softly. I snapped back to reality, realizing I had been in the toilet for far too long. I made my way back to my seat, I put my bag in the compartment and sat down.
"We would like to inform everyone again that we are making our final descent into Heathrow airport, we ask that you move your seats to the upright position store your tray tables and please turn off all electric devices. We will be landing in approximately 10 minutes. Thank you and enjoy the rest of your flight.", the annoying air hostess from the beginning of the flight informed us.
I reached across Alex and lifted the shade up, the sun was setting, but we had an amazing view of London. London during a sunset has this beautiful romanticism about it. I looked to Alex and smiled, she looked out the window.
"Oh my god, London is beautiful!" she gasped.
Just like you, I thought. Wow Styles that was really cheesy, thank god you didn't say that out loud.
We got lower to the ground and finally landed. The plane taxied into the gate nicely. I looked to Alex who was still looking out the window, I knew I had to say something. I didn't want our time together to end.
"Uh Alex, I know it's your first night in London and you'll probably want to go see your new flat and stuff, but would you go out to dinner with me?"
Notes
Sorry it's taking me a long time to do each chapter, but I'm not really used to writing this much. Hopefully you don't find this too boring, and I promise things will heat up soon. ;)** also I'm currently thinking about chapter 3, but I work till 10pm est, so the next chapter won't be up until late tonight. :)**
I hope you're okay, love. You can always talk to me if you feel the need.
8/11/14