My name is Taylor and I have thought about making a story for a while now but had no idea what I'd write about, but then this Idea came to me....
**Natalie's POV: I was going to miss the plane! How could I have been so stupid! He has to know, he needs to know I still care! As I enter the airport building I don't even bother buying a ticket or checking in any bags, what bags? I run down through the security scanner and through the food court, I could hear the security men rushing behind me shouting, "hey! You come back!" but I ran still not looking back but forward up the stairs taking two at a time until I reached the top. I came to a halt I had a choice to go left or right, the signs didn't help so I listened to my gut and went right, and to the bording staition, my chest heaving with a cry for oxygen and rest, I saw the the sign that read the plane number 34 but then my heart plummeted into the pit of my stomach, I saw the door, the flight attendant, she was closing them to bord the plane...I was too late.
**THANKS FOR READING I WILL UPDTE SOON, BUT FOR THE MEAN TIME TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK...
