The Flight That Changed My Life

Harry's POV:

I'm stuck across the aisle from Louis, Jenn and Niall and I'm losing my mind. Ever since she nearly knocked me over in the airport I have been obsessed. But does she get seated next to me for eight hours? Of course not.

I spend much of my trip trying to distract myself with movies or books, but mostly I spend it sneaking glances at the trio to my right. Louis has his arm around her, Niall squeezes her hand now and then and Jenn is laughing and absorbed in the movie, completely oblivious to their best moves.

I love how she gets sucked into her favorite movies. Laughing just as hard as if she's watching it for the first time, entirely uninterested in the world around her. Like she knows the characters and can feel their emotions as if their her own. I try not to stare but it's hard.

I finally look away, actually enjoying my ten hundredth viewing of Love Actually. Suddenly I hear Jenn get up, heading for the bathroom. I can clearly see Louis and Niall check out her bum as she leaves. That angers me. I check behind me at Liam and Zayn, both completely out.

I take this moment to throw my airplane pillow at the two nuts next to me.
"OW." Niall exclaims, but not loud enough to wake the other two.

I whisper angrily, "Could you both be less disgusting and not stare at her like a piece of meat? She's a lovely girl, not some random shag!"

Niall glares at me. "You know that's not how I operate either Harold. Don't ever accuse me of that."

I sigh dejectedly. "Okay fine." I move my gaze to Louis, raising an eyebrow.

He gasps over dramatically. "Who me?" He blinks innocently.

I continue to stare him down.

He rolls his eyes. "Okay fine," he holds his arms up. "I'm officially hands off."

I nod, satisfied. At this time Jenn comes walking back from the toilet. Louis and Niall whip back to face forward and 'act natural.' I chuckle at them before smiling and looking up at Jenn.

I take a deep breath. "Hey Jenn, wanna sit next to me for a while? I want to, um, show you my favorite movie."

She smiles and tucks some hair behind her ear. "Sure, H."

I scrunch up my face as she move to sit next to me. "H?"

She plops down next to me and shrugs. "Yeah. 'H' for Harry. Do you like it?"

I smile to myself. "I really do, love." The blush that creeps up her cheeks is so endearing.

"Okay 'H,' so what's your favorite movie?"

"Don't laugh."

"Why would I laugh?"

"I don't know."

"Harry just tell me."

"Okay, okay, it's... Love Actually."

She gasps, and her eyes light up. "I love that movie!"

I set up the player and restart the movie. "Ready?"

She wraps around my left arm and gets comfortable. "So ready."

Notes

This is the first time I've been on this site in probably... two years? Woah.
Anyway, this is the first night of my first college winter break, so I thought it'd be fun to reopen this story. That is, if anyone's still interested?

Let me know what you thought of the new chapter in the comments! x