Castaways

FOURTEEN

Ally's POV

Water bubbles escaped my mouth.

The salt water burned my eyes, but I kept them open.

Legs were splashing aimlessly in the water. I could still hear the fainted screams.

My stomach churned and I ran out of air. I broke through the surface, and gasped.

Did this just actually happen?

"Ally!"

I whipper around and saw Liz paddling towards me. I let out a sigh with relief.

She wasn't dead.

"Are you okay?" Liz asked me. I hastily nodded.

"Have you seen Deanna?" I asked her. She shook head and dunked her head underwater and came back up.

I quickly started to panic.

"Deanna!" I shouted through the crowd. However, I wasn't the only one screaming for their loved ones.

"Ally?" A hand reached on my shoulder and turned me around. It was Harry.

"Ally, are you okay?" He choked out. The waves were toppling over us, which was giving me a hard time to stay afloat.

"I'm fine," I responded and pulled away from his grasp. Even though Harry Styles has been my man crush Monday for about 2 years now, I really needed to find Deanna.

I started to swim through the wreckage, screaming her name wherever I went.

Dead bodies were turned over on the surface. I was praying that Deanna wasn't one of them.

I then realized, after I reached the plane, that half of it was gone. The front half was nowhere near us.

"Oh my god," I whispered to myself. What if it was right below me? Slowly sinking to the bottom of the ocean.

I gulped.

"ALLY!" Liz called me. I swam away for the back half of the plane and paddled over to Liz, who was pulling herself onto a piece of wreckage. I struggled to pull myself up, because I had this sharp pain spring inside my rib.

Did I break it?

I softly rubbed my fingers across it, and I winced. Ouch ouch ouch ouch.

"Was she over there?" Liz asked with a worried look plastered on her face. I shook my head, and tried to fight back the tears. I couldn't loose her.

"Ally!"

It was Harry. Again. He slung his arm on the piece of the plane and leaned toward me, obviously out of breath.

"Niall has Deanna," He choked out. I whimpered.

"Where is she?" I demanded. He gestured for me to follow him, so I slipped off the raft, leaving Liz behind.

"Wait for me!" She pleaded from behind. I heard a splash and she caught up to the two of us.

"Are the boys okay?" I asked Harry while Liz maintained her breath.

"I saw Liam and Louis, so I guess they're okay.." He mumbled off.

Harry led me to the other side of the plane, which had a strong haze of fire. The smoke made my eyes water. I dunked my head under to try to get away from the smoke. However, I didn't last that long, so I had to return to the surface.

I spotted Deanna before Harry even pointed her out. She was lying on top of the wing. Niall was giving her CPR.

Oh my god.

"Deanna!" I shrieked as I climbed onto the wing. Niall was hitting her in the stomach, but she wasn't responding. Tears started to fall down my face.

"Come on Deanna," Niall muttered. His blue eyes were watery.

"Oh my god," Liz mumbled, as she also lifted herself on top of the wing. We were all gathered around Niall and Deanna, hoping that her eyes would burst open any moment.

I felt Harry's arm wrap around my waist, and pulled me closer towards him. I placed my head in the crook of his neck. Tears still streamed down my cheeks as I saw my best friend dying right in front of me.

Why was this happening to us?

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Liam's POV

"Did you guys see where Harry and and Niall went?" Louis asked from behind me. I shrugged and wiped away the sweat from my forehead.

Or was it water? I didn't really know. Louis and I were on a piece of rumble, kicking through the wreckage of the plane. We last saw Harry and Niall after we crashed, so we know that they are okay.

Unless they drowned. My stomach turned. Don't think that Liam.

"I see them over there!" Louis pointed to the west wing of the plane. He was right.

I saw a girl I didn't recognize sitting next to Harry. Wasn't that the girl he was sitting with on the plane?

I let out a sigh with relief when I saw Liz siting next to Harry. I don't know how I would feel if she was pronounced dead.

"Is Niall giving CPR?" Louis said dumbfounded. I widened my eyes and gazed at Niall. He was giving mouth to mouth to a motionless brunette girl. I hoped off the raft and quickly swam to the group.

"Liam! Thank god you're okay!" Harry smiled wearily, but instantly looked back at the unconscious girl.

Well then.

I climbed on the wing and leaned over the girl. I places my two pointer fingers on her wrist, searching for a heart beat.

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"She's alive," I told Niall. Niall heaves out a big sigh.

"Then why isn't she waking up," He asked me.

I didn't know the answer to that. We were in the middle of the ocean. No hospitals to rush to.

No islands to swim to.

And I had this big doubt that there would be no one coming any time soon.

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