Lost (One Direction) [On Hold]

Prologue

13:00 : '..... And the whole world's eyes are glued to their Television sets as we wait for further reports. The whole world was left hanging when the airplane taking the members of One Direction, Louis Tomlinson, Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Zayn Malik and Liam Payne, from San Fransisco to Canada where they were heading to play a charity concert, crashed in the middle of nowhere. It's location has not yet been confirmed as the whole world watches gripped in panic.'

14:00 : 'It's been a while since we last heard anything. No contact has been made with the plane. We're running out of time and the celings are coming down on us.'

19:00 : 'Hearts are breaking all over a world. People seem to be at a loss of words. Some people would be losing their family but almost every one would be losing their idols, their heros, their reason to live. But more than that they are losing their hope, their faith. The world seems to be a broken picture.'

19:05 : 'Oh wait, what am I seeing?'

'These are some amazing seens coming live from Times Square, London Eye and what not. All over the world people have come together, be it the haters be it the fans. wiping off their tears, they come forward like a family and in unison raised their banners. After a while of complete silence, they're now singing the band's song "through the dark"'

'Oh I will carry you over

Fire and water for your love

And I will hold you closer

Hope your heart is strong enough

When the night is coming down on you

We will find a way through the dark'

19:30 : 'It is brilliant to see this amazing breed of people called the directioners, who have hung together through thick and thin, though good times and bad. They've always unconditionally supported the band and each other. Even in this sea of darkness they've managed to find a ray of hope. And they've given us allhope and belief. One thing is perfectly clear no matter how skim our chances  are, we're not giving up.'

'These have been some amazing seens coming our way. And I can bet there isn't a single dry eye in the house. This is William Travis singing off at a hopeful note.'