Under Your Nose : A One Direction Fan Fiction

Louis POV : Part 60

This tour is so amazing.  We are starting to do shows in countries we haven't been to yet.  Even though we all have had such a good time on the road, I can't wait to get home.  We have just 3 months left to go.  I miss my family and I know the guys feel the same.  Because of all of the traveling we have been doing I haven't been able to talk to Jill all that much.  We text each other now and then but we have lost touch a bit. I haven't even had time to think about what's going on with us.

I think being together for so long has really brought the lads and I closer together.  I didn't even think that would be possible..  We are all missing family and friends so much but at least we have each other.  It's going to be great when we finally do get home.  We will have a few months off before recording our next album.  I know I have started writing for it already.  I can't wait to share with all of the fans.

We are on the plane right now and the rest of the guys are all sleeping. I can't sleep.  I've tried.  Niall is sitting in front of me and I keep poking him.   He's not even budging.  He's no fun.  Harry is in the seat across the aisle from me.  I've been throwing peanuts at him.  Every once in a while he swats at the air but not much of a reaction from him either.  These guys are no fun.  I decide to stand up and walk around so I unlock  my seatbelt and stand up.

Before I even take a step the plane begins to shake.  I hold on to the top of my seat and Harry's.  Everyone begins to wake up and everyone begins talking at once.  I can't understand a word anyone is saying. I can tell everyone is as terrified as me.  The lights flicker on and off and we jolt to one side.  I am almost thrown across the plane onto Harry's lap.  He catches me and I sit back down in my seat and put my seatbelt back on.

"We have hit a bit of turbulence, folks, please take your seats and hang tight," the pilot says over the loud speaker.

I am terrified.  I don't think we are going to make it out of this.  The plane continues to shake and Harry and I look at each other.  He looks scared.  I'm sure I do too.  "It's going to be ok," I say, I am pretty sure my voice is shaking.  I doubt he believes me.  I don't even believe me.  I try to look out the window to see if I can see what is going on but it's pitch black.

I can hear Niall mumbling to himself.  "I don't want to die.  I don't want to die."

The lights flicker on and off a few more times and there is a few more jolts from side to side.  Zayn has put a blanket over his head and Liam is holding onto his armrests for dear life.  I feel like I should do something or say something to calm everyone down but I am scared.  I close my eyes and just wait for it all to be over.  The plane violently shakes for a few more minutes and there is dead silence.  I think everyone is holding their breath, praying we make it through this.

I feel like my heart is going to beat right out of my chest.  I open my eyes and the power is out once more.  The pilot says something but I can't understand him.  Harry looks at me and quietly asks, "are we going to die?"

Before I can answer him the lights come back on and the plane settles.  Everyone doesn't make a move in fear that we might trigger the shaking again.  After a few moments of silence the pilot finally comes over the loudspeaker.  "Looks like we are out of it.  Should be smooth sailing from here."  I can hear everyone breathe a sigh of relief and it's back to business as usual.  We all start talking amongst ourselves about what just happened.   I have never been so scared in all of my life.

Once we land and make it out of the plane we all drop our bags and kiss the ground.  We all look at each other and laugh.  We truly have been through everything together.  We all pick up our bags and follow security through the airport to the car.  Once we get to the car I text my mom to tell her I love her.  I don't even know what time it is there but i don't care.

I want to call Jill, just to hear her voice.  I don't even care if she picks up.  I'd be happy with just listening to her voicemail message.  I stare at my phone not knowing if I should call or not.  I have her name open in my address book but maybe I should just wait until tomorrow.  "You should call her," Harry says.  I didn't realize he was watching me.

I click call and put the phone to my ear.  It rings and rings and she doesn't pick up.  She's probably sleeping.  Just hearing her voice on the voicemail makes me feel better.  I think about just hanging up and calling her once I wake up. but once the beep goes off I decide to leave a message.  "So we almost died and I realized that life is short.  All this wasted time worrying about the wrong things...I don't know what I am saying.  I am tired and still freaked out.  All I know is we should be together.  When I get back home we are going to fix this.  I love you so much and I am not going to miss a day of telling you that fort he rest of my life.  Don't be freaked out.  The plane almost went down no big deal.  Ok goodnight. Bye."

The guys all look at me and we burst out laughing.  That was probably the worst voicemail I could have left.  "You don't leave a voicemail to someone that you were almost killed in a plane crash," Zayn says, "That should be left until you see them in person."

"I didn't know what I was saying!" I exclaim.  Niall still looks terrified.  He's nervous as it is and then this happened.  "You alright, Niall?"

"Mmm hmm," he says shaking his head.

We spend the rest of the ride to the hotel talking about what happened on the plane.  I think we all thought about our family and how we might not see them again.  I can honestly say that was the most terrifying thing I have ever been through.  I am never getting on a plane again....until tomorrow.