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!


54. She's Taken

We were on the plane for a while. Harry and I aimlessly chatted. We covered bacon, knives, and plenty of other subjects. Small talk was my specialty.

When we got off the plane, I got lost from the boys. Instead of turning my phone on to call the like a smart person, I thought I could find them on my own. Apparently a guy near-by noticed my confusion, and in a matter of seconds, he was standing next to me.

" Are you lost?" he asked.

" Ummm... Yeah." I sadly admitted.

" Well, can I help?" he asked, putting his hand on my hip.

" She's taken! Get your hands off of my girl!" Harry yelled, walking over to me.

" Who's this? Your boyfriend?" the guy asked sarcastically.

" Yes! He is! Get away from me!" I shouted.

Harry grabbed me and jerked me towards him. It kind of hurt, but I didn't say anything. Then, before I knew it, the guy who had tried to flirt with me but hopelessly failed, hit Harry right in the nose. Harry shoved me towards Zayn and returned the punch. After each hit, the more scared I got. I turned towards Zayn, who held me close. There was a huge crowd. I just held tight to Zayn. When I pulled out of his grasp, Harry looked over at me. He just shoved the guy and ran over to me. I looked up. A black eye, busted nose, and a few bruises. I didn't care if his bloody nose got in my hair. I hugged him tight. Security was late. The two boys, Harry and the bad flirt, were spoken to. But when the guard called me over, I told him the whole story. The guy, I still didn't know his name, was in pretty bad trouble. But Harry wasn't. And I was really grateful. I tried to wipe away some of the blood on Harry's face with a napkin, but it was an epic fail.

" Thank you." I said, hugging him.

" For what?" he asked.

" Protecting me." I answered.

" Oh, your welcome." he said, putting his arms around me.

I leaned up and kissed him softly.

Then, I realized that the whole time I didn't cry. I was confident that Harry would be safe. But I was scared that he would get hurt.

My dad showed up and I gave Harry another kiss and said goodbye. Then, I left with my dad. I still didn't cry.
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