MY NAME, IS SIR [HARRY STYLES]

~~10~~

Touching down at the Leonardo da Vinci International Airport, I couldn't be anymore thankful to be back on solid ground.

I awoke from my sleep at roughly 9pm American time so I knew we had about 2 hours flight time left and that created great tensions as Harry was not aware that I had heard different pieces of his conversation before.

By the time we landed and allowing for the 7 hours' time difference, local time was 6am on Wednesday morning, I had gotten a decent amount of sleep, but 6am was never a time to be awake. However, being late in their summer, their sun was only just starting to come up as our aircraft touched down, sending an enchanting blue and orange shadow across the town.

It was nothing like what I expected and everything more.

Harry of course had a car waiting for us as soon as we disembarked and there were absolutely no hassles in any of our transition.

Harry and I were to ride in one car and his entourage of employees would follow in the cars behind. Joseph rode in the passenger seat of our car, I was getting the feeling that out of everyone, Joseph was who Harry trusted the most and from the brief moments I have had with him, it seems as if he was a very beloved employee of the entire Styles family for some time.

"Travel time is approximately 3 and a half hours to our hotel; do you need any refreshments along the way?" Joseph asks over his shoulder.

Harry shakes his head before looking over at me. I didn't realise I was given an option, "No, thank you Joseph, I'm alright" I answer politely.

"You sure?" Harry buts in, as I look over to make contact with his eyes, I see that they are once again harsh and direct, the same beady eyes that looked down upon me the day of the shoot in Houston. I wondered if we had somehow, gone backwards.

"I'm sure, thank you" I offer up my most sincere soft voice and delicate smile.

Harry nods in agreement before looking back out the window of the car.

Before our flight ended, I did as originally plan and changed into my summer dress before landing. It was a simple, knee length emerald green with white polka dots scattered across its entirety. The sweat heart neckline sat delicately on my chest before lengthening out to an off the shoulder loose thick sleeve that sat on my upper arm.

Tabitha had gifted to me as my going away present and made a mockery saying it would match Harry's eyes when I wore it. Come to think of it, the colour wasn't too far off, and I must admit I liked the way that felt. Having a piece of him represented on me.

I fidgeted with the hemming of the dress as it sat lazily over my crossed legs. I stare aimlessly out the window, not really picking up any particular detail, however just allowing the aesthetic to completely consume me, I wanted to take it all in. I wanted to remember everything about this trip and how I felt at every moment of it.

"The town we are heading for is on the Amalfi Coast located in Southern Italy, we are here for 3 days and then we will be venturing to Rome for another 3 before heading north to Venice for the remainder of our trip" Harry informs me of the set itinerary. To be completely honest, it wouldn't matter where we went, I was grateful to just be here and see it all.

"Sounds wonderful Harry, thank you" I gush, I still felt entirely wrong for accepting this trip, but judging by his 'not a question' statements, I don't think I was going to be left with much choice.

"Now, since you will be staying with me and being seen with me, there are a few rules you need to abide to whilst we are here." He has shifted his entirety posture to face me, he was really serious, but I understood. He was still so new in his father's business and we are in a foreign country. My guesses were that he is still being sized up against the big dogs and the company he keeps will go in relation to that. Regardless of our personal circumstances, I was now affiliated with Harry and I realise now that I should behave in a manner acceptable of that.