Chapter Eighteen

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"You two are quite the adorable couple." I complimented.

Harry laughed, "thank you. I think you and Jack have us beat."

"Nonsense! What flight are you two taking?" I asked.

Harry flushed a bit, embarrassed, "flight seven twenty two."

"Oh! I'm taking that same flight! Here, one second." I rushed to the counter by the terminal, "is there anyone sedated next to me?" I questioned her, showing my ticket.

Her face lit up, and she shook her head, "no one at art my King!"

"Well," I pulled out my wallet, "can I upgrade two coach seats to first class?"

"Of course."

I'm a flash, Everyone was boarded and the two people next to me were Harry and his boyfriend. The two were shocked beyond belief.

"Why- how can we repay you?" Harry flustered.

"No need to repay me, I just thought you two were fun to chat with."

"I never introduced myself, "I'm Justin." The boyfriend introduced.

"Nice to meet you!"

We talked as the plane took off, laughing a bit as we did.

We talked a lot about everything, then, there was screaming.

"Everybody put your hands in The air, don't move!"

A man, holding a gun, and a couple bombs, looking like like a priest stood before us.

"You!" He pointed his gun at me, "are a disgrace. Pitiful and gay. Not even god would want your filth." I saw  his finger pull on the trigger, then a flash, a bang, and another flash and bang.

Then silence.

Then screaming.

Harry was on the ground.

He saved me and disarmed the bad guy, but the plane was already falling.

"No!" I shouted, rushing to Harry's side. Justin was right beside me as the plane rocket downwards. I saw a lot of the people who knew shit were incapacitated. 

"He's still breathing." Justin said happily.

"Fix him up, I'm going to see what i can do."

I then got the passengers calm, getting them to buckle back up and hold on.

I ran to the cockpit and sat in the empty pilot seat, seeing the ground race towards me. I pulled as best as I could, knowing nothing, trying to turn us up again.

Impact cams not too long after.




I stumbled, looking at the ruins. There were broken bones,

bodies,

bodies

Bodies

Bodies!

Oh my god

Oh

Oh my

I hurled on an empty seat and passed out.



I wasn't crying this time around, I was shaking, shaking.

How did I survive.

How did I survive.

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