Castaways

SIXTEEN

Zayn's POV

"So, what do you want to do today?" I asked Perrie as I fell down on the hotel bed. She opened the bathroom door, with a purple brush running through her blonde hair. She smiled and sat down next to me on the bed. "We can go to the zoo," She shrugged, and laid her head on the crook of my shoulder. I smiled and hugged her tighter.

"Sounds great," I said, and I quickly stood up and turned off the television, which was currently blaring some cartoons. Perrie gave me a questionable look and sighed. "Are you mad at me?" She asked. My jaw clenched as I pulled on my jacket.

"Why do you say that?" I laughed. Perrie got up from the bed and walked over to me. She placed her hands on on my collar and flattened it out. "Because you've been acting weird since the boys left," She sighed. I sniffed and pushed away from her.

"They're mad at me," I stated. Perrie's lip quivered and I could see her her face boil with anger.

"You know what Zayn, all I wanted was to spend one day with you, before you disappear for 5 months!" She cried. A tear ran down her cheek and she quickly wiped it away.

"I was supposed to go with them today! I'm going to miss two days of rehersals! You know how bad that is!" I bellowed. I pushed past Perrie and grabbed my rental car keys.

"Don't leave!" Perrie begged, as she reached for my arm, but I jerked it away.

"I'm going to the airport," I mumbled. I turned the doorknob and swung open the door.

Just to see Paul staring right at me. "Paul?" I gaped, "What are you doing here?"

Paul raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms. "You told me you needed help," He explained. I looked at him in the eyes and started to laugh.

"No I didn't!" I disagreed. Paul opened his mouth but no words came out.

"But..." He stepped backwards, with his eyes wide open. Perrie entered the doorway, looking at the tension between us. She was just as confused as I was.

"Shit," Paul muttered, as he ran down the hotel hallway.

"What just happened?" Perrie looked up at me. I stared at Paul as he walked into the elevator, screaming at people on the phone.

"The boys are in trouble," I said.

We both gulped.

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Harry's POV

We're in trouble. Turns out climbing on to a raft wasn't the brightest idea.

Yes, we were floating away.

And yes, we were too scared to jump in the water and drag us back to the rest of the survivors.

"Someone has to bring us back," Niall shrieked.

"Why can't you do it?" I shot back at him. Niall's face flushed and he crossed his arms.

"There might be sharks in there," He simply added. I stiffened and looked at the edge of the raft.

He was right. What if there were sharks in there? I hate sharks.

And now I hate planes.

"Guys WE'RE FLOATING AWAY!" Ally screamed while bringing me back to reality. I didn't know want to do. I had this urge to jump in the water and impress Ally, but at the same time I liked having my limbs.

"We can just wait it out... A search plane would eventually see us," Liam said. We all looked at each other for approval, and then nodded.

"We stay on the raft," I sighed. I slowly hunkered down to the floor, and tried to make myself comfortable.

We were gonna be here for awhile.