Chapter 2: Harry

It was a man, well not entirely, but he wasn't a boy either. He seemed to be about the same age as me –seventeen- and although we'd just been on a twenty-three hour flight direct from Australia his green emerald eyes and thick, brown curly hair didn't indicate that he was jetlagged or tired at all. Overall he was quite attractive: he was taller than me –I was about one hundred and seventy-five centimetres, so I assumed he was roughly a hundred and eighty- and he had the cutest dimples I had ever seen. His brown hair was in thick locks that covered his entire head and leant slightly to one side.

"Thank you so so much." I whispered quietly, flustered with embarrassment.

"No problem. Uhm…."

I didn't really want to tell him my name, sure he was extremely good looking but I really just wanted to collect my things and check into my hotel. Hopefully I could get a few hours sleep and start to wear off this jetlag.

"Jessica. Hi, my name's Jessica." I answered, giving him my cousin's name as I walked past the sleeping man into the aisle.

"Oh really? Is that why the diary I'm holding says 'Eva' on it? Unless, you stole it, which I doubt because you seem like a perfectly lovely girl, besides the fact that you just lied about your name to me" he laughed, winking cheekily at me.

I could feel my cheeks turning red, -this was another awful habit, besides being terrified to my core of rollercoasters and other rides, I also had the great gift of blushing crazily whenever I got even slightly embarrassed- how awful was I! All he'd done was try and help me and here I was straight up lying to his face! I instantly regretted lying about my name and attempted to make amends.

"I'm sorry. Yeah, my name's Eva Johnson. Hi, I'm sorry for uhm… yea. I'm sorry. It's just been a long day, or long flight shall I say?" I laughed faintly, hoping to hide my guilt.

"Anyways, I just really wanted to get off this plane and go find my hotel, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie."

"No, it's cool. I totally understand. Me and the lads can't wait to check in as well and have a bit of a chill. It's been a busy week." He replied understandingly with a warm smile that instantly brought out his dimples. I looked behind him to find there were four other boys of similar age all sitting together smiling at us.

One had a darker skin tone then the others with black hair that stood up in a cute kind of quiff, the one on his right had curly brown hair as well, but not as curly as his friend I was talking to, on the left was an adorable blonde with piercing blue eyes and a childish smile. Lastly on the end was a boy with brown hair and the friendliest smile I'd ever seen. He hadn't even spoken to me yet, but from across the plane there he was, grinning at me with his perfect white teeth. He was quite handsome as well, they all were.

"Oh, you're here on holiday with friends?" I asked in awe, I wish I could've brought along Nicole -my best friend- and some of the other girls with me, but they were all staying home for majority of their deferral year, hopefully they'd come visit me soon. I turned away to face the overhead locker and unlocked it reaching towards the back for my jacket and scarf.

"I guess you could say that, we just got back from a bit of work so we're hoping to have some quiet time before God knows what we're doing in a couple weeks." He said vaguely.

"Here let me help you." He offered, as he brushed past me, retrieved my belongings and handed them to me.

"You boys work? Already? Doing what?" I questioned curiously as I took hold of my things.

"I hope I don't seem rude I'm just wondering is all, 'cause you boys don't seem to be much older than I am, and I've only just finished high school." I said putting on my cream cable knitted Ralph Lauren jumper and matching off-white scarf.

"No, it's fine. My answer was pretty open-ended, sorry about that. It's just a bit hard to explain." He replied, seeming lost for words.

"Well, I should probably get going then… Thanks for all your help um…?"

"Harry, Harry Styles." He answered pleasantly, sending another one of his perfect winks my way.

"At least let us help you get your luggage and things; it must be hard travelling alone." He offered, still smiling. His dimples were adorable, it was impossible to say no to him, and he was extremely good looking. Plus I didn't even know my way around the airport so it would be nice to have a bit of help.

"Sure, as long as your friends don't mind, I mean they don't even know me after all, you don't even know me either for that matter." I said laughing, I had started to warm up to him, he seemed like a genuinely nice guy, and his friends seemed to be trying to hear every word of our conversation, in a funny kind of way. Except for the brown haired boy on the end, he just seemed to keep looking at me and smiling. The way he looked at me sent my heart racing. I smiled back quickly before beginning to face the ground.

"Not yet anyways. But I'm hoping I will get to know you better, it'd be a shame if I didn't. And don't worry about them, it was their idea anyways for me to come over here and say hello, it was a dare, and I just happened to come at a really convenient time and save you from hitting that man with your diary, which as matter of fact here you are." He said handing me back my diary.

"Oh, a dare? Well thank you again, for helping me." I thanked him, a bit confused.

"Yeah, uhm….. Well…. Basically they dared me to start a conversation with the cutest girl on the plane…." he trailed off, his voice quietening towards the end. By now we were both staring at the floor.

I looked up, my eyes falling upon his adorable dimples, I didn't even know the man properly yet and already I was so taken and intrigued by him.

"Harry! What's going on? Niall wants to hit up Nandos, so hurry up!" the cute brunette called loudly, not even thinking about the still sleeping man next to me and Harry.

"C'mon, I'll introduce you to the others." Harry said happily, taking my hand and walking across the plane.

His hands were warm and soft, yet he held me with a slight grip. Not harsh but sort of like a child that was holding onto his favourite blanket. My heart beated insanely loud, what was going on? I didn't even know anything but his name yet he still managed to make my heart race. I could feel myself falling for him already.