New Life

Maddie's terrifying past is behind her, she's ready to start a new perfect life with her boyfriend Harry, and best friends Zayn and Louis. She's happy, free, relaxed, and in love. Will a simple mistake ruin everything for her future? Will a simple 5 minuets change her life forever?
*Sequel to 'Remembering Katy Perry'. You might have a hard time following along if you haven't read the first book, so check it out(:*


1. The Mile High Club

"Ladies and gentleman,  please fasten your seatbelts. We are about to begin take off." 

I gently pull my hand out of Harry's, and click the two part belt together around my waist, hands shaking. I hate flying so much. Always has been a huge fear of mine. 

"So, uhm, how long have you guys been dating?" 

I turn towards the girl sitting next to me, a pretty redhead name Brianna. I didn't even know she took her headphones out. Let's hope she's a nice directioner, not a nasty one like Kathy. 

"Almost three weeks now." 

She nods her head and glances at Harry. 

"Your fucking lucky. Excuse my language, but I'm serious. Any girl in the world would love to have him, and you got him." 

I stare at my sleeping boyfriend and give a small laugh. She's right. I am the luckiest girl alive. 

"Personally, I'd rather have Niall" she whispers, nervously glancing at Harry, as if he's going to wake up and hear her. 

"Niall's a real sweetheart." 

She places a hand over her heart and leans back in her seat, sighing. 

"Oh, trust me babe. I know" 

I think I'm gonna like this girl. She puts a head phone back in and I can't but notice she's listening to 'Taken'. She must be directioner.  

If she's as nice as I think she is, maybe I could hook her up on a 'date' with Niall. For fun of course. I don't think she'd be his type. 

"Hell no! Im not asking her!" 

"Come on bro! Don't be a pussy!" 

"Dude, no.." 
One of the highschool boys sitting in front of us peeks his head between the seats and looks me up and down, then turns back around. What the hell is he doing? 

"Dude! I'll pay you ten bucks to do it!" 

I don't think they know I can hear them. But I don't think I want to know what this guys paying this other guy to do. 

I rest my head back on my seat and close my eyes, trying to push down the nausea that's threatening to surface. This whole flying thing does not fly with me. 

"Fine! Show me the money!" 

Oh shit. I don't really want to see what this guy is going to do. I hear the pop of a ten dollar bill and a guy sigh. 

The guy that turned around a few minuets pops his head over the seat and gives me a million dollar smile. I check him out before he says anything. 

Brown eyes, brown hair, sharp jaw line, tan skin, yep. Your typical jock. 

"Hey, baby. You part of the mile high club?" 

He winks and I raise an eye brow. Did he really just ask me that? That's so incredibly rude. I wish Louis was here. He'd knock the cockiness out of this jerk in a second. 


He scrunches his face a little, but quickly recovers, smirking at me. I have to admit, he is pretty cute. 

He reaches his hand over the seat and places it on my upper thigh. Ok, things just got creepy. His friends turn around to watch the shit thats about to go down. 

"Take your hand off." 

He shakes his head and slides his hand to my inner thigh. This needs to stop now. I'm getting really uncomfortable. 

"C'mon baby, you know you like it" he purrs. 

I shove his hand off my leg, disgusted, and shift in my seat so my legs are crossed. 

"Don't touch me" I mutter, pulling out my phone. 

I hear the guys friends tease him about being rejected and try not to smile. This guy deserved it though. You don't just ask people to go have sex with you in an airplane bathroom. 

I glue my eyes to my phone and try to forget the jerk, but I feel a hand caress my cheek. I snap my head up and see its the same guy, only this time he has a little bit of fire in his eyes. He's pissed I told him no, and I don't think he's going to stop until I agree. 

I flick my eyes toward Harry and see he's still sleeping. I won't wake him up over this. I can deal with it. 

"Get your nasty fucking hand off my face please" I warn. 

An amused expression comes over his face as he presses his hand closer to mine. 

"Or else what, sweetheart? You gonna kick my ass?" 

I shove his hand off my face and tell him to fuck off. I'm really starting to get pissed now. Why wont this dick leave me alone? 

He laughs a little and raises his hands as if surrendering. 

"Fine. Be a little cunt." 

Did he just call me that? I stare at him in disbelief as he laughs it off. 

"Hey dude! That was not fucking cool. Apologize." 

I glance over at Brianna and regain my composure. Why is she defending me? I just met her. 

The guy in the seat raises an eyebrow. 

"And if I don't? What are you gonna do about it? Steal my soul?" 

One of his buddies busts up and they high five. A ginger joke. Oh yeah. Real original. 

"I would if you had one." 

I cover my mouth in shock at her comeback. That was amazing, comeback of the year right there. 

He grits his teeth and stares daggers at Brianna, but doesn't say a word. I guess she won. 

I turn toward her and mouth 'thanks' to her. She nods her head with a smile, and returns to her music.  

"That's alright. I wouldn't want to fuck a prude bitch or a ginger anyway, fucking whores." 

Oh my God! I feel my blood go hot, and it takes everything I have in me not to hit him. He whips around so his face is inches from mine. 

"Come on sweetheart. Hit me. I dare you" he tempts. 

I dig my right hand into something, ignoring the urge to knock him out. 

"Ouch! Maddie! Stop squeezing!" 

I pull back my hand and turn toward Harry. His perfect curls are in a sexy, tangled mess and dazzling green eyes scream with tiredness. 

"Sorry, Haz" I mumble. 

He glances over at the asshole who hasn't moved and looks confused. 

"What the hells going on?" 
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