A Reason To Breathe *Harry Styles love story*

Chloe was just a small town girl from Carthage, Missouri, but her life isn't a normal one...or a happy one. What happens when a famous singer gives her a reason to breathe?


10. The Almost Horrendous Plane Ride

We finally arrived at the Kansas City Airport after a long, boring car ride, but we got here. We all  climbed out and headed towards the entrance to the airport. Thankfully no one knew they were flying to London from here, so only a few fans stopped them. We walked inside, and just in time - they announced our flight. By now the boys noticed my hyperventilating and how I was almost in tears. Harry grabbed my hand and pulled me into his side. He wrapped him arms around me as he rubbed my back soothingly. I rested my head on his chest and hugged him close to me, trying to calm down.


"What's wrong?" he worriedly asked me when my breathing became somewhat normal.


"I've never flown before and I've always been afraid of it."


"Shh...it's going to be okay...how about I sit next to you? Would that make you feel better? You can sit wherever you want...the middle, the aisle, the window seat..." he said but was at the point of mumbling when he finished. I smiled and looked up at him.


"I would love that. Can I sit in between you and Niall?" I asked. I seem to be the closest to Niall out of all the boys, except Harry of course. Even though I haven't known them very long, I already have separate relationships with them.


Harry- the one I like and spend a lot of time with.


Niall- the one who's my best friend out of them and I spend most of the time I'm not spending with Harry with him.


Louis- the one who's like the brother I've always wanted.


Liam- the one who I go to for advice and to vent to...I see why they call him Daddy Direction.


Zayn- the one I go to to make sure my outfit, hair, etc. look good.


Harry nodded and smiled gently at me. "Sure. Well we should get to the plane now before it leaves without us," he said and grabbed my hand. We all agreed and started walking. I tensed as we started going up the stairs to enter the plane. Harry felt and gave me a reassuring smile. When we sat down, I was about to freak out again. Harry squeezed my hand and pulled me as close to him as he could get me. I practically shoved my head into the crook of his neck. He rubbed my back and whispered calming phrases into my ear, his deep voice and warm presence calming me. I ended up falling asleep in his comforting embrace. My last thought being, "This was almost the worst day of my life."

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