My Perfect Match

(This story is before they become famous) also pretend the boys knew each other than :)
Rosslyn Sinclare Just moved from New York City to a small town in England. Everything goes great. On her first day of school she meets some really nice people. But what happens when she falls for one.


18. In New York


As we got off the plane, Harry was still in a mood. “Babe, are you ok?” I stepped in front of him. “I’m fine can you just get out my way.” He spat. Whoa, I wasn’t the one that got him mad. He had no right to misplace his anger on me. “Whatever Harry.” I walked off ahead not knowing where I was going. I looked back and I didn’t see Harry. Great, I’m lost in an airport in a city I don’t know. I sat down on a curb and started to cry. I cried cos I was lost. I cried cos Harry had ruined the day. I cried cos Harry was upset at me for no reason. It wasn’t like I asked the guy for his number. I just sat there and cried until I felt someone put their arm around my shoulder and sit next to me. I knew it was Harry by his scent. “Don’t cry love.” I looked up at him. “Why shouldn’t I? You yell at me for no reason. What did I do?” The crying had subsided but my eyes were still puffy and red. “You didn’t do anything I just-

“You just were angry so you took it out on me. Yeah I know.” I stood up and dusted off the back of my pants. Harry stood up. “I’m really sorry Ross. I didn’t mean to. Let’s just forget it and get on with the day please.” It was so hard to stay mad at him but I didn’t want him to think it was so easy to gain my forgiveness.  “You still didn’t have the right to-

Harry pressed his lips on to mine. I kissed him back. Gosh this boy was so hard to stay mad at. His tongue asked for access which I granted. We were eventually making out. We pulled away put kept our foreheads touching each other’s. “I hate how what you do to me. I can’t even stay mad at you for a second.” He smiled. “Well, I love you too Ross.” He took out his phone and dialed a number. After he finished his call I decided to ask. “Where are we anyway?” He looked at me. “I would think you’d recognize your hometown.” I was confused but that swiftly was drowned out by realization. “We’re in New York!” He just smiled as a cab pulled up. He whispered into the driver’s ear and he started to drive. As we sat in the back Harry wrapped his arm around me as I laid my head on his shoulder. 

*Sorry for the short chapter. I will update soon. and please read my other story: Scattered Feelings. Thanks <3 xx*

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