About four hours into the flight to London, Harry and I realized almost everyone was asleep, with the exception of a few passengers in the back of the plane, the flight attendants, and us. Louis was fast asleep and I giggled at him mumbling in his sleep. Harry and I have been talking non-stop for the whole flight. I knew I should get some sleep because of the time change, and I cant really afford to be jet lagged, but thats the reason I came early -- to give myself a week to get used to the time. I can't even remember the last time I talked to a boy this long other than Will. Last time it was Austin. Austin was my last boyfriend. It was a good relationship for awhile but around the start of our second year together things changed. I have very strong christian beleifs in the sex department. I wanted to wait but he didn't. At first, he was nice about it and let it go, but that changed. He started getting really rough with me. One night, he got so rough he finally was able to force himself into me. I cried, and pleaded for him to stop but he wouldnt. "Shut up Kennedy, or I'll make it worse!" He'd yell at me. I'd beat at his chest and thrash around but he kept going. Not only was it physically painful, it was emotionally painful. Finally we broke up, and I made the National Team, allowing me to leave school to get away from him. Since then I've stayed away from guys, and focused my schedule around gymnastics. Until now.
"Do you think you'll have any free time in you training schedule?" Harry asked.
"Well, once we arrive I have a week to myself, then the training begins. I'll train from 8am to 10am, lunch break until 12 noon, then train from 12:30pm till 6pm. Then we're free to do what we please."
"Well that's good. I'd like to see you again." He replied, putting his large hand over mine. I looked up and smiled. "I'd like that." I told him.
"Where are you staying while youre in London?"
"Well, for the week I'll be at the Ritz, then I'll be leaving for the dorms in the training camp. I'm pretty excited."
"Hmm, fancy. Well I was wondering if you'd like to maybe go to dinner or something, maybe tonight? We'll arrive around 9am. I can pick you up around six pm? Itll give you some time to get settled, and probably take a well needed nap." He laughed a little.
I laughed a little too, the idea was lovely. I really hope he has good intentions. "I'd love that." I replied, looking up into he bright green eyes with a smile. He moved his face a little closer to mine until our fore heads were almost touching, we both smiled at eachother. I looked down for a moment and bit my lip. Was he trying to kiss me? That thought made me nervous. He pulled away quickly once I looked down. "Sorry" He apologized. "No, no, don't be sorry. It was all me, I'm sorry too." I said with a sympathetic smile. I could tell he was a little embarassed, his cheeks turned to a pink flush and he looked down. I put my hand on his forearm for to comfort him.
"It's all right Harry." And next thing I knew I had kissed him on the cheek. Did I just do that? I could feel the heat in my face. He smiled at my embarassment. I didn't mean to do that, I wanted to, but I had no intention of actually doing it, it was just an instinct. But why did he pull away? He turned to look at me. I guess I thought that outloud too.
"Because I was nervous." He answered my question. "You? But I thought you sing infront of thousands of girls on a weekly basis? What about 'the curls get the girls?'" I asked and giggled a little.
"Well I do, but there's something about you, love. I dont know what it is, or why, but you make me nervous, and yet I'm still able to talk to you for 4 hours on end. I dont know what it is. It sounds a bit cheesy, but I've never felt this way before." he explained.
"Could you two maybe pipe down a bit?" Louis interrupted.
I turned bright red again. "Sorry Louis!" I whispered back. Harry chuckled a bit at my redness I assume before resuming our conversation only in whispers this time. We finally settled down and ended putting up the arm rest so I could lay my head on his shoulder.
"Harry?" I called out in a whisper, even though I was possitive he was asleep.
"Yeah, love?" he answered back.
"I didn't want you to pull away." I told him.
He turned so that his lips were almost against my head. "Me either." he whispered against my forehead before pressing a gentle kiss against me. I buried my head into his neck and we both fell asleep.

Notes

Sorry it was a little short! haha I tryed to make up for the length by making it a bit more in depth of their relationship. probably writing a new chapter now if your reading this today!