Harry's POV

Harry looked out of the aircraft window curiously, getting his first glimpse of London as his flight began to prepare for landing. The city spread out below, with sky scrapers and cluttered buildings. A wave of excitement coursed through his veins. This city was special, he could feel it in his bones.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please fasten your seat belts we're almost ready to land" the crisp, robotic voice of the flight attendant rang out, pulling him out of his day dream with a jerk.

Harry had been looking forward to this day for the past year. He snaps on his seat belt and sighs. He had hoped that when he would step into London for the first time, Lucas would be by his side, hand in hand and they would begin their new life in this foreign city together...

But not everything could be as one wanted, and being the optimistic guy he was he decided to look at the brighter side. He was here in London at last and he was living his dream. He held on tighter to the seat as the plane touched down, his heart fluttering with excitement and nervousness...

Author's Note

This was more of a prologue so it's super short

What do you think of the first chapter? This is my first time writing a fanfic of any type so I'm really nervous.. I hope I'm able to keep up. Please give me your feedback, it'll be greatly appreciated.

Happy reading xx