"There Isn't A Gun In Your Underwear, Right?"
Recap:
"Everybody we are going down. I repeat, we are going down."Oh fudgenuggets we're going down.
Skylars POV
Immediately panic erupted. People were screaming, while others were in shock trying to process what was happening. As far as I know we're over the Atlantic Ocean right now.
"Charlie, we can and will get through this alive. I love you bro."
"I love you too Sky," he said shakily.
All of a sudden the plane hit the water. I was thrown from my seat and away from my brother and parents. I saw way out of the plane through a door that has been broken off. I am a strong swimmer so I was able to quickly swim up to the door opening and out of the plane. I broke through the surface just to see that it was dark outside.
I spotted something floating in the water, so I swam to it. Climbing on top of what appeared to be a piece of the plane I saw someone break the surface of the water as the plane sank. The person started swimming in my direction. Ohh it's a guy.
"You can come up I don't mind." Jeez was he just planning on treading water next to me?
"Thanks," he replied. "Wait, how old are you?"
"Well my friend I am 12 years old. What about you?"
"I'm 21."
"Hey, you know you can legally drink alcohol in America."
"Right, they have a higher drinking age requirement."
Hold on a second, I don't even know this guy's name. "What's your name?" I asked.
He stared at me like I had grown a second head. "Wait, you don't know who I am?"
Wow. Someone's full of themself.
"Wait, I'm sorry that came off kind of big-headed." He said, actually sounding kind of guilty. "Well, have you ever heard of the band One Direction?"
Hmmm. Yeah that sounds familiar. "Yep, I've heard of it. Why do you ask?" Then something clicked. "Hey! Are you Louis Tomlinson?"
"Yep, in the flesh."
"Wow. My friend Ally talked nonstop about your band."
"I'm flattered. Alright, now tell me about yourself because it appears that we'll be here awhile."
"Um, alright. My name is Skylar Sage Stark. I'm 12 years old, and my favorite color is red. My birthday is May 12th, I'm a tomboy and I for some weird reason I love carrots. I'm also quite loud, fun-loving and sarcastic or as my friends say sassy. Alright, your turn."
"Well, my name is Louis William Tomlinson. I'm 21 years old, red is also my favorite color. My birthday is on December 24th and I ALSO LOVE CARROTS. I'm known in the band as the loud, fun-loving, sassy, forever young one, even though I'm the oldest in the band."
Wow. Our personalities are really similar.
"Were you traveling on your own?" I asked."Yeah, I was just going home from visiting a friend. Were you?" He asked hesitantly.
"No, my whole family was traveling with me. So if we do get out of this mess alive I'll be shipped off to an orphanage."
Well I just made this kind of awkward. Whoopsies
"You know you look really tired, you should get some sleep."
"Okay, one quick question. You aren't some crazy dude with a gun in your underwear are you?"
"No, I assure you that I don't have a gun or any other type of weapon on me. Now get some sleep." He said chuckling.
Why is he chuckling? It would kind of suck to survive a plane crash only to be killed by the guy that you're stranded with.
"Okay, I was just making sure. Anyways, goodnight Louis."
"Goodnight Sky."
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Aaaaaand, that was my second chapter. I really hope you guys are liking it so far:) I'm actually really enjoying writing this story so far. I you like please comment on it. I really appreciate the feedback. Or if you read this far comment anyways so I can say thank you! I will try to update but it honestly depends how much homework I have. Sooo thank you guys again for reading this it means a lot to me:D
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