Flight 143 (Harry Styles)

(Chapter 6)

Illusions?-

I run. Run away from the plane as fast as I could...

The boy who once was always eating fried chicken, who always laughs, and make millions of girls scream with happiness, is dead. The whole world would be devastated.

My eyes started to sting. I just can't stop thinking about him. His laugh. I wasn't really a fan, but I always adored how the band made my little sister happy.

Then I remember. Josie's favorite is Niall. She would basicly die if she finds out.

Wait a second, what if she is alone, running around this very island? What if she ran into his dead body? I wouldn't be there to comfort her, and this aggrivated me...

"Abby! Are you there!?" Harry calls, running after me. I look at my surroundings, and realise that I am at the very spot where Niall's body is.

I could've sworn that I ran away. What's going on in my mind?

"Harry! Don't come here!" I scream. But it was too late, as he ran up to me, with anger all over his face.

"You could of had kept up with me, I thought that I had lost you forever!" He screams. "And why are you crying, again?"

I get confused for a second. I can still see the dead body of Niall, why can't Harry see him too?

"you can't see him?" I ask, motioning to the boy right next to me. Harry shakes his head.

"No, what's there?" I start to tear up at the words I was about to say.

"It's Niall Horan's dead body! why can't you see him?!" Harry looks at me in a weird way.

"Are you ok, Abigale?" He asks.

"Abby. And why are you asking that question again? When I fell asleep last night, did I get into another coma?!" Harry shakes his head no.

"It's just that there's nothing there" Harry stares at me for a while. "Maybe you're dehydrated" once he mentions the word, I start to feel dry in my throat.

"Maybe..." I say, as my nerves goes down a bit. "I don't know, I just lost you for a second, and I could've sworn that I saw a plane right there. Smoke and everything, and thats when I saw the dead body of Niall Horan-" My head turns to the spot, and everything that I saw before is gone.

"Well, c'mon Abby, need to give you some water. I'm worried even" He says, grabbing my arm and directing me back to the base.

We pased through things, that I never knew was there. I never knew that a fallen tree was there. Wait a second, why is there a dead bird there? poor birdie. Soon objects started to look familliar once again, and I saw the tent. My lips curved into a smile, seeing it after a long while.

Wait- it's only been like, an hour. Why does it feel like Days?

I soon start to feel out of place. Everything around me turned dark. Clouds began to flood the sky, as rain shot down from above. The air grew cold, not like the warmth that I had felt minutes ago. Wait- was it even minutes ago? now it feels like seconds...

Wind began to pick up. I grew worried, as I turned around to try to see Harry, but he's gone.

"Harry!?" I'm all alone in this storm. Water is splashing all over my face, and a huge swirl is above my head.

what is this? is this a Hurricane?

I turn my head to the side, and that's when I see a boy. He's young, covering his head from the debris in the air. He keeps on screaming for his mother, a mother that won't answer his calls. My eyes began to water. Behind him, is my little Josie, hugging the boy until he stopped crying.