Chapter Twenty-Nine

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Louis' POV
"Shhhhh" I said as Ella screamed "do you really want everyone staring? It's bad enough as it is!" I complained jokily as she stared at me in disbelief. I pressed a finger to her chin and pushed up lightly to close her gaping jaw as I said "As much as I want to kiss you I'm not sure right now is the best time" as she stared at me embarrassed suddenly. She looked away for a second to look out of the window.
"Eugh I think I might be afraid of hights" she said
"Look at me then, I don't mind" I said with a cheeky smile.
"Stop flirting, Lou!"
"Oh... alright then" I said as I pulled her into my shoulder. She looked up at me and I pecked her on the nose.
"Thank you." She said as she fell asleep on my shoulder.

Ella's POV
I woke to an awful screaming sound. Then I realised we were plummeting downwards. I shook Louis to wake him and he stirred before opening his eyes wide. "What the....?!" He said
"Lou I'm scared!" I said as an announcement on the radios came on.
"Ladies and gentlemen we appear to have some difficulties. Please activate your life jackets as we demonstrated earlier. We assure you all will be fine, please do not panic."
We did as the flight attendant said and I clutched Louis' hand, as we hoped for our lives. I think my whole life flashed before my eyes in that moment when we plummeted into the ground. We were quickly released from our seats and we raced to the smashed windows. People were screaming, some clearly injured, and I reckon a few poor people died. People were running towards the nearest exits, the pilot helping people out of the burning plane. Some people had burns, others were lucky , like Louis and I.
Outside the plane civilians from wherever we had landed we coming out from their shacks to see what was happening. Then they spotted Louis brushing down his shorts and ran over. Some spoke English and we're desperately asking questions, others we just rambling in their own language. I just went over to a quiet corner under a tree and placed my head in my hands. That was the most traumatic experience of my life.

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