Chapter 1

Chapter 3

I woke up after a short nap. A heavy weigh was on my left shoulder, I turned my head and Niall's head was resting on my shoulder. I quickly pushed him off of me, waking him up. "Gosh don't be so ruff on me." he said rubbing his head.

"You were laying on me" I said vulgarly. "I was asleep. I wouldn't want to touch you, and I would defiantly not be this close to you, if I wasn't forced to be." He came back at me.

I didn't respond, instead I just turned my head and scooted as close to the window as I possibly could. I hated this. I hated him. And to think I would have to spend three weeks with him.

Hopefully this would be as close to each other as we would get these next weeks. There was no way I would live through it, right now I barely could.

I sat there looking out the window, watching the clouds float by us. I started remember old memory's, and how things were about seven years ago. Back then it seemed like everything was going perfectly. Everything was going to turn out fine. But that was all wrong.

I checked my phone and it was only 9:00 A.M. I still had eight hours left on this plane. I took a deep breathe and sunk down in my seat closing my eyes once again.

I woke up not shortly after by the plane shaking, I looked around and everyone looked panicked. I looked over at Niall and his eyes were wide, as he tightened his seat belt to as tight as it could go.

A intercom came in for the passengers, after the plane started making a roaring noise. "Please fasten your seat belts and be alert to pull down your gas mask. We are having some technical difficulties with the plane engine. Everyone please stay buckled and calm."

Of course people started freaking out. The flight attendant might loose all control over the plane and we might be going down into a crash.

I looked out the window, trying to stay in my seat from the harshly shaking plane. This might be the last of me. We could end up crashing soon and we all might die. I kept calm on the outside, while on the inside, I was so scared.

Niall was curled up in a ball in his seat with his eyes closed. I swear he was cutting off his circulation with his seat belt that tight.

After a while of the plane shaking and make loud obnoxious noises, I noticed our plane was flying downward, and fast. My mouth dropped, I closed the window quickly and grabbed onto the seat with all I had.

Niall looked over at me, once he heard me slam the window down "What, what is it?!" He asked angrily, his voice shaky.

"We..We're going down. And quick! We are going to crash!" I yelled, my voice cracking. Niall looked at me with the most fear filled eyes I had ever seen in my life. I closed my eyes, as I breathed steadily.

I was trying to be calm, other wise things could turn out worse. Maybe they could somehow get the planes engine up and working again. But maybe this was really it. Maybe these were the last couple breaths I would breath.

I closed my eyes saying a quick prayer. I opened them, and barely cracked the window shade open. I looked out and instantly regretted doing it. My heart started beating faster we were so close to land. We were going to crash any second.

I kept praying and praying some how the engine would start working. But nothing.

I felt like my heart was going to jump out of my chest as the plane kept coming down. Any second now, we would be crashing. And soon enough, we all would be dead.

Just as I felt the plane start to shake even more, Niall's hand grabbed onto my arm tightly, and that's when I felt it. The plane crashing.

I felt us hit the ground extremely hard, and a loud bombing noise was made. Pieces flew everywhere, extremely loud noises and smoke was all over. I flew around, unconsciously, hitting random flying objects. As I hit the hard ground, that's when everything went black.