The Island's Child (A Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Prologue:

The curly-headed boy peered out his window, his emerald eyes dipping to the clear sea below. A breath escaped his pale lips as he realized they still had a long time until they reached the air-port in Australia. He turned to face forward, leaning his head against the cool, glass window. He jumped, a stewardess tapping his shoulder.

"Sir, would you like anything to drink, a pack of peanuts?" She questioned, politely. It almost sickened him, how cheery she was. They had been on this plane for who knows how long, and he was already frustrated and irritated by the screaming children and the giggling girls as they stole glances over at him. He didn't understand it, seeing how he was just a boy from a small town, nothing famous. Maybe because of his curly hair, perhaps?

He was jerked out of his thoughts as the plane shook violently. His hands flew to the hand-rests, gripping them tightly. He hated turbulence, and always had. If only the poor boy knew that this was much worse than turbulence. He heard a loud boom, and turned his head towards the other side of the plane, seeing that a fire had started in one of the engines on the wing. His eyes widened, fear striking him harshly. Another explosion came, closer to him this time. Another engine blew, and he knew what was coming.

"Passengers, this is your captain speaking," A voice blared, trying to sound calm, but haste could be heard. "Please buckle up, stay calm, and do not panic. We are going to have to execute an emergency landing."

As soon as he heard the captain's words, he hastily fastened his buckle, knowing it would provide a greater chance of him living. This had been one of his greatest fears, dying in a plane crash. He bent over, his hands over his neck and head, seeing it been done in several movies. He couldn't help but whisper that he loved his family, and was sorry that he had fought with his sister, Gemma, before he had left for the air-port.

After he was silent for a few seconds, he heard the wind whistle from the slight cracks in the plane, and felt the shudder as the plane dived into the body of water below them. His head hit the back of the seat in front of him, causing him to lose consciousness as he felt water pool around his feet, already.

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Harry's eyes opened slightly, he had came through just enough to be able to feel the water around him. He wasn't sure what was happening, but soon realized a girl was pulling him through the warm water. He glanced up, feeling extremely dizzy and nauseous. He saw a girl with wavy blonde hair, the water dripping off of her tan shoulders. She peered back at the boy, most likely making sure he was still behind her and most importantly, alive.

He immediately saw the light blue of her eyes, matching the water almost perfectly. Her lips were pale pink, and full. He felt his eye-lids

flutter as he began to lose consciousness, once more. He felt his head lower into the water slightly as his eyes closed, just once more.

(So, if the chapters seem short, it's because I can only update on my iPod, so I apologize. However, if you would like to see what the girl truly looks like, I picture Indiana Evans as the girl. Anyways, ask me anything, I'll reply as much as I can! Unless my wifi was cut off at home, then I won't be able to until this weekend. Please vote, comment, and yep. :) okay, bye. <3 )