Lost at Sea || Niall Horan (In Editing)

Chapter 24

Erica’s POV

It took us 11 hours of flying before reaching Melbourne airport. I hadn’t realised that we had drifted that far from the main land. As soon as the choppers landed, hundreds of people ran to the terminals, most likely relatives searching for their loved ones.

Most of them won’t be with us, their still on the ship with Kendall. Louis and Liam grabbed my hands as we were lead off into quarantine.

“Ok everyone listen up!” A loud voice boomed through the speakers in the ceiling. The room filled with silence as we all looked towards the source of the voice, Tyler Collins who was standing on the other side of the glass.

“We need to keep you all here for 10 days to make sure you haven’t contracted a tropical disease from the island. If you want to speak with your loved ones you must wear a mask and gloves. You will all be split up into 10 rooms shortly. That is all, thank you.” He walked off with a group of people in medical uniforms and clipboards.

I sighed and sat on the plastic chair beside me,

“They better keep me with you 5.” Harry had his arms around Chrissy and were standing off in the corner; from here it looked like she was crying. Louis sat on the floor at my feet; Zayn sat opposite him whereas Liam started pacing.

A man arrived at the door,

“I need everyone to line up so we can take your names and hometown.” The room filled with soft murmurs as everyone lined up. I stood behind Liam and in front of Louis who had a protective arm around my waist. We were near the start of line so soon enough Liam was up.

“Name?” The frustrated woman asked looking up at Liam.

“Liam Payne.” She sighed and wrote down his name,

“Place of birth?”

“Wolverhampton, England.” She nodded and wrote it down,

“Next. Name?” Erica Mitchell.” She peered at me through her glasses,

“Are you related to Mr. Damien Mitchell by any chance?”

I nodded,

“He’s my Father.” Her eyes widened and she grabbed her walkie talkie,

“Tyler I found her.” She nodded towards the door,

“Please go stand over there. Next, name?”

“Louis Tomlinson,” I walked towards the now open door.

A tall man in a business suit waited there,

“Miss Mitchell?” I nodded and he opened the door further,

“Please follow me.” I turned to see Liam looking at me, he nodded and smiled. I waved and followed the man.

He led me into a large office like room filled with pictures of aircraft. Sitting behind the desk was a rather overweight man in a suit talking into the phone.

“Mr. Bensen, Miss Mitchell.” The tall man bowed and walked out the room, leaving me alone with the man who was still on the phone. Mr. Bensen looked up and nodded towards a chair beside me, which I gladly took.

“Miss Mitchell?” I looked up,

“Mr Kendall would like to speak with you.” My eye widened as he handed me the phone.

“He-hello?” There was slight static through the phone.

“Good morning Erica.” Kendall’s eerie voice floated through the receiver.