Kiss me Kiss me // l.h

Chapter 11

We arrive at the airport in less than an hour. My life is never going to be the same. I will never see this place again, and I just want to go back to the time when I met the boys.

We walk inside, get our tickets, and sit on the benches. I end up falling asleep. But, soon, I wake up and hear the words, "FLIGHT B342 NOW BOARDING. LAST CALL. FLIGHT B342 NOW BOARDING."

My family quickly grabs their bags and run to the gate, but I just take my time and walk towards the gate. I. Am. So. Not. Ready.

I hand the lady at the counter my ticket. She hands it back and tells me to enjoy the flight. "Yeah. I'm sure I won't." I walk the tunnel to the plane and find my seat. Luckily it's away from my parents and sister. I'm seriously at the front and they are all at the back by the restrooms.

I grab out my phone and play some Nirvana. I open my window shade and put my head on the glass. I listen to around 4 songs and I'm asleep.

I wake to the sound of people screaming. "EVERYONE! LIFE JACKETS ARE BELOW YOUR SEATS!" "I am freaking out. I instantly fumble for my life jacket in which is no where to be found. I am scared as hell.

I finally look out of my window and see we are quickly falling towards the ocean. I am also noticing I am the only one without a life jacket. I'm about to meet my death at 17.

I close my eyes and cry. I don't want to die. No. I do not want to die. I feel sick. My stomach is in my throat. I'm going to die. I just accept the fact that I'm about to die because I'm not screaming. Just, no. Bad way to die.

I remember something Calum said. "If you know your going to die soon, sing. It always makes things brighter."

I belt out lyrics. I don't know what I'm singing but I just sing it. Everyone becomes quiet. They just listen. I look out my window and we are, as it looks, 400 feet from dying. I just sing louder.

...

And that's all I remember.