You, Danielle and Eleanor are sitting in the lad's home-away-from-home flat, waiting for one of them to call and say their flight has finally landed.
"Do you think they forgot and went to a pub?" El asks, lifting your head up, sitting and letting your head rest on her legs.
"They better not have." Dani rolls her eyes and leans against the doorframe.
"I'll check Twitter, they always tweet to the fans when they land somewhere new." You say and open the app.
You see you have lots of notifications, you turned off the sound that your phone should make when that happens because it goes off so often, you frown and look at a few.
'#is1Dokay I am so sorry to hear the news, I hope they're all right, Girls! @DaniellPeazer @EleanorJCalder @Y/T/U'
'@Y/T/U, I hope you haven't bought your dress, #is1Dokay?'
'#is1Dokay @DaniellePeazer @Y/T/U @EleanorJCalder.'
You gasp and read the next one out loud. "'I can't believe One Direction's plane crashed, @Y/T/N, if that's not a sign from the Gods I don't know what is!'" You try to call Harry and get sent straight to voicemail.
"Oh my god." Danielle sobs and holds her phone against her chest.
"Please don't be gone, please." Eleanor clutches your hand and looks up at the ceiling, sort of praying.
"Maybe it's not true." You stutter, you take a deep breath and turn on the TV.
Danielle sighs when she sees the commercial playing. "If there were a plane crash, the news would be playing on every channel." She states.
The commercial flips to the news suddenly and you all blink in surprise.
'Breaking news! We have just heard that Flight 13 travelling from California to London has crashed, we have also confirmed, for those of you who have just heard, that the jet was carrying around 130 people. Some workers at the London airport seem to believe that one of their engines broke and the plane crashed nose first just outside of England. There are some survivors, but we do not know how many just yet, when they do find out, the survivors will be brought to the air port after being seen by doctors, if your loved one is in hospital, you will be notified at the earliest opportunity. Sorry.'
After the 3 of you were sobbing for 3 hours roughly, the woman came on the TV again with more news.
'The Flight 13 travelling from California to London that crashed earlier this evening has been thoroughly searched, there are 123 dead and 13 seriously injured. That is out of 142 people on that flight. If your loved one was on that flight, you may find them at the air port now, or wait for the phone call telling you if they're in the hospital. Sorry.'
"Let's go, I'll grab clothes for them, El, get money, we'll get food on the way, Dani, start the car and send out a tweet." You order and rush upstairs to get the, hopefully, live boys some clothes.
~
"Hello, Sir!" You shout. "Has Flight 13 arrived yet?" You ask, frantically. You are carrying the duffel bag filled with clothes, El is carrying plastic bags of food and Dani is helping you stay standing.
"I'm so sorry, Miss. Yes, Flight 13 arrived 8 minutes ago, they're over by the coffee shop. Good luck." He smiles warily and points to the shop behind him.
"Thank you." Dani whispers and leads the way.
"Hello, Ladies, who are you looking for?" An older woman asks, she looks at us and then at her clipboard.
"Liam Payne?" Dani asks.
The woman shakes her head and lowers the board, eyeing Dani over her lenses and flipping the sheet. "Ah, here he is, he's at the hospital, Love, 3 broken ribs and a torn shoulder." She smiles and Dani sobs again.
"Oh my god, Liam." She gasps and covers her mouth. "Thank you." She looks up and says another name. "Okay, Louis Tomlinson?"
The woman grimaces and reads her list of names. "He's over there, he's having the medical exam done." She points over her shoulder at a group of people with bandages.
El lets out a yelp and scurries over to him.
"Zayn Malik?" You ask, you don't want to hear what happened to Harry yet.
"No, I'm sorry, Darling." She mutters and winces.
"Perrie." Dani gasps and pulls out her phone. "I'll be right back, Y/N."
You nod and continue. "Niall Horan?" The woman reads again and smiles.
"He was released from a heart transplant 15 minutes ago, they said he was steady." She nods and raises her eye brows. "Anymore?"
You nod. "One, Harry Styles, is Harry Styles on the list, any of them?" You ask.
She takes her time and slowly raises her eyes to meet yours. "No, he's not, I'm sorry." She rubs your arm and walks away.
"NO!" You shout and drop to your knees. "No, Harry." You gasp, clutching your chest. It hurts, but you can't make it stop, it won't stop, it can't.
"Y/N!" Dani yells and walks over. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry."
"Y/N!" El yells, pulling Louis slowly after her, over to you. "Y/N!" Louis pats your head and tries to talk.
"H-Harry-ry di-"
"HARRY DIDN'T GO ON THAT FLIGHT, HE TOOK A PRIVATE JET BEFORE THEM AND WAS ON HIS WAY OVER WHEN HE HEARD THE NEWS, HE STOPPED AND WENT TO THE HOSPITAL INSTEAD, HE FORGOT HIS PHONE WITH LOUIS AND THE PHONE LINES WERE BUSY AT THE HOSPITAL SO HE COULDN'T CALL, HE'S THERE NOW, LET'S GO!" El yells.
"Really?" You shout and grab Louis' hand. Louis grins and pulls Harry's phone out of his pocket.
"It's the only thing that made it."
"And it was turned off?"
He smiles sheepishly. "I killed the battery playing games."
You giggle and stand up, helping Dani. "I'm sure he'll forgive you."
~
"Liam Payne and Niall Horan." Dani says to the desk lady.
She types away at her computer, and takes forever too.
"Y/N, Lou!" You turn and see Harry rushing over. "They just brought in Zayn, he came back apparently, I called Perrie, and she's on her way. I'm sorry, Y/N, I love you."
You hug him and smile. "We're all okay. It's okay."
