Your POV: My husband, Zayn and I were on a honeymoon in Australia. Well except we weren’t on land. We were on a cruise. Zayn and I were out on the deck at sunset. He was holding on to my waist. We were trying to make our own romantic moment! Don’t judge!!! The wind blew my hair back as I looked out to the shining sea. Everything was optimist. “Everything is always right with you here. You are my one and only. Always remember nothing can hurt you as long as I’m here…” Zayn whispered in my ear. His words caressed me like a snake around my body. Well everything was going swell. All of a sudden, I spot some water coming out of a hole in the deck. No problem right? Wrong. After a couple minutes the whole ship was being flooded. Cracks were forming all over. How the hell did this happen? I don’t know. Zayn and I started to abort the ship hand in hand. Other people were doing the same. Zayn and I were running but being as clumsy as I am, I didn’t notice a sharp piece of broken glass across from me. I slipped because all of the water and the broken glass stabbed through my stomach. I started breathing really hard as blood gushed out of my stomach. I felt where the glass went and it punctured a lung. “Z-Zayn…” Zayn grabbed my hand. He lifted me bridal style. Just like a dramatic moment in a movie, it started to pour rain. What else can get worse? “Come on Lily! Stay with me! Don’t let go!!!” Zayn yelled over the rain. “It’s okay… Just go to the boats. We’ll find a doctor.” I said. Zayn rushed over to one of the boats and laid me gently down.*30 min later* It took a long time to get to land and by the time we did. I already felt myself slip away. The last things I heard were Zayn yelling, “I will always love you!!!” Well ever heard of burial at sea? That’s where I am. Now I’m just floating around like a dust in the wind… All because of a little slip…
