"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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Pain and Love Comes in Many Forms
RomanceNavigating love and heartbreak is always a tough ride. Things don't always work out the way you want them too, and sometimes people feel as if they deserve a million chances. A million chances to take but never to give. The first four chapters are a...