Could This Really Be Happening

Ellie is your average girl. Until her dad becomes One Direction's new manager. When she finds herself falling for one of the boys, like she'd sworn not to do, will she stop it or let it go on? No hate please!:D For the Fan Fiction competition!


53. Best Seat Ever

After signing autographs, security, and everything else, we were on the plane. We walked past so many people. Tall, short, long hair, short hair, but all of then were beautiful. Everyone is.

We sat down. I sat by the window, Harry next to the aisle. The view was awesome. But the best part was sitting right next to Harry. He grabbed my hand and kissed it.

" Hey Harry, I'm tired of this. Crying. I'm going to try to stop crying so much. But, just to let you know, the only reason why I've cried so much is because-" I managed to say, before Harry cut me off.

" It doesn't matter to me. If people don't like who you are, then they just don't. But I'll always be here for you. I'll always love you. For you. And only you." he said, looking into my eyes. That, by far, was the sweetest thing anyone had ever said to me.

" Harry. That's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me." I said, staring up into those brilliant green eyes of his. I gave him a big bear hug, the best I could, sitting strapped-into a plane seat.

I loved how he was always so sweet. No matter how I was feeling, he always seemed to make it better. I was so lucky. To have him. I really had no reason to cry. But, I always did. I always have. And now, I've realized that it's completely ridiculous. He didn't deserve to see me like this. And, now that I think about it, I should've never accused him of cheating. I knew he could've never cheated on someone. He was way too nice. That was really mean of me. It was an awful thing to do. And I was just now realizing how mean I had been. I was just rude. But how did he forgive me? I don't know the answer, but I'm glad he did. The thought made me have mixed-emotions. But, over-all, I was happy. Happy that he forgave me.

I saw Harry opening and closing his hand repeatedly. Autographs, probably. I didn't love Harry for his fame. I loved him for being himself.

I checked back into reality when Harry said," Ellie, I love you."

" I love you too, Harry." I replied, before kissing him on the cheek.

" What's wrong?" he asked, concerned.

" Well, why do you even want me around? After I accused you of cheating?" I asked.

" Ellie, I will always love you. No matter what. When I first saw you, I knew that I would fall for you. When I first saw you cry, it tore me apart. I love you so much. Nothing can change that." he answered.

I had no reply other than a big hug. Was there a reply for that? No, I don't think there is. This, for me at least, was the best seat ever.
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