{Perrie's POV}
"Ready to go to the airport?" Jade asks. I nod in reply and we head out to the car. It's nine o'clock at night now and the drive to Heathrow Airport will take an hour. We will arrive just in time for when the boys plane lands at ten. They're seven and a half hour flight took off at three- thirty.
As we rock up at Heathrow and search for a park Jade asks,
"Excited to see Mr. Loverboy?" Excited? Yes! Extremely excited! I've been bouncing around all day waiting for this moment.
"Of course! How about you? Excited to see Mr. Curly Styles?" I ask Jade. She goes a deep shade of red and I crack up. "I'm taking that as a yes." I smirk and turn on the radio.
"Urgh! News! Change please." Jade whines. I tell her to shh when I hear them say breaking news. Jade finds a park and starts to indicate.
"It has been confirmed that One Direction's private jet, which the boy band, bodyguard Paul Higgins, Louis' girlfriend Eleanor Calder, Liam's girlfriend Indigo Angus and Dr. Ella Oscar, along with her two year old Asha, has disappeared from the radars. More news later." The radio says. Jade stops the car in the spot and we freeze, motionless from what we've just heard.
The plane has gone missing. I grab the handle of my door and get of the car. Jade does exactly the same and I pull my jacket tightly around my body. I have to hold it due to the fact it wont do up over my bump that's completely noticeable now, but not huge by any means.
Jade grabs my left hand and we rush into the terminal. There are crying and screaming girls everywhere but Jade and I just barge through the crowd. We get to the security guard at the gate the plane was supposed to arrive at and he let's us through.
"Jade! Perrie!" Reports yell and shove cameras in our faces.
"Are you okay?"
"What do you have to say about this?"
"When did you find out?"
"Where have they gone?"
Where have they gone? Where have they gone? I have no clue where my best friends and husband have gone? Gone. No, no, no, no.
We go into the gate that they have closed off and no one can see in. The runway is in clear view through the tall glass windows. Jade and I sit down in the chairs and Jade starts crying.
"Perrie!" She cries. "The plane has actually gone missing." She sobs. I don't know what to say, or think, or do. I have no clue. I'm in too much shock.
My eyes divert to the screen where it gives you information on planes. I look at the International Arrivals.
I see the plane I want.
Flight: PJ346. Orgin: New York (JFK). Status: Delayed.
Delayed. They're calling this flight delayed. It's more than delayed. It's lost. Unknown to where the plane containing my loved ones has gone.
"They're gone Perrie." Jade's faint voice says from next to me.
"No Jade. They're not gone. They're going to come back. They've just been temporarily misplaced." I reply. This plane is going to come back. It needs to come back.
"Don't you get it Perrie! They've gone! This plane is gone! It's like the Malaysian Airlines flight four years ago! It's gone!" Jade yells at me. Our eyes meet and hers are filled with pure anger and pain. Mine on the other hand are filled with hurt and confusion.
"Fine." I reply and stand up, walking over to the window. I look out at the sky, the almost back night sky. Thousands of stars, their remains still burning even though they are long gone. I watch another plane land on the tarmac. Another plane that isn't Zayn's.
I start to fiddle with my wedding and engagement rings. "Where are you baba?" I ask taking a deep breath and looking out at the sky. "Please come back." I whisper and then look down at my bump.
Our baby. I wont be able to do that alone. He has to come back! Our baby has to have a Dad. I need Zayn. I feel a hand on my shoulder and look to my left to see Jesy.
"I need him Jes." I say and then start crying. "Where is he Jesy?" I cry. Jesy pulls me into her body and I wrap my arms around her and cry my heart out.
"He'll come back Perrie, don't worry." Jesy whispers and plays with my hair. Where are you Zayn?
{Jade's POV}
I sit down in the chair once Perrie walks over to the window. What was I thinking? Yelling at her like that?
"Was that necessary?" I hear the familiar voice of Leigh- Anne next to me. I look to my right and she's sitting there. Leigh's been crying and so has Jesy, who is situated right next to her.
"No. Why did I do that?" I ask Leigh and Jesy before I start crying again.
"Hey, hey. You have every right to be upset. Not to yell at Perrie but to be upset. You're boyfriend has gone missing." Jesy replies.
"But Perrie's lost her husband and her baby's Dad. How come she's not crying?" I ask confused. Why does it seem that she should be more upset than me?
"Perrie's probably still processing the news. It will kick in soon." Leigh replies and then pulls me onto her lap whilst Jesy goes over to Perrie. I watch them chatting and then Perrie fall into Jesy's arms crying. No!
I jump up and run over, wrapping my arms around Perrie. I feel Leigh join us and we all just fall onto the ground in a crying mess. This is possibly the worst feeling on Earth.
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{Perrie's POV}
I keep tapping away at the game on my phone. We've been waiting for seven hours now and there have been no updates. The sun is starting to rise outside and Jade is sound asleep on Jesy's lap. Leigh is also asleep and Jesy is just sitting there, playing with their hair. Jesy probably woke up about then minutes ago but I've been awake the whole time. I just can't sleep.
I watch the door open and two airport people walk in. Jesy and I both look and Jesy wakes the girls up. I start to think the worst and we all stand up to greet them.
"Hello ladies." One says. We reply with drowsy hellos and wait to hear what they're going to tell us.
"We've just come to tell you that." That they've found the crashed plane. "The plane has docked a few terminals away."
"Pardon?" Leigh spits out. Docked! It's here. I look at the arrivals screen again.
Flight: PJ346. Origin: New York (JFK). Status: Landed.
It's landed! It's actually landed. Zayn. He's here.
"Which dock?" Jesy asks excitedly.
"34." One of the guards replies.
"Thank you so much!" We reply before pelting out the door. There are flashes of cameras but we ignore them. I sprint along beside Jade with Jesy and Leigh close behind. I hear all the screaming and cheering and we keep running.
That's when I see him. Perfect dark brown quiff, brown eyes, tanned skin. Even though they all look shaken up they all still look perfect.
"Incoming!" Louis yells. Harry and Zayn turn around. I keep sprinting and Zayn drops his bags. I sprint straight into his arms and we stumble back a little.
I hold his waist tightly and he holds me tightly back. I start to cry from pure happiness and I hear Zayn crying.
"You're alive." I look up at him. He has tears rolling down his cheeks. "You came home." I cry. He nods and cups my face in his hands before smacking his lips into mine. I don't five a flipping f**k about whose watching. Zayn's actually home and that's all that matters.
When we part he hugs me tightly again and then abruptly pulls off. "Your bump." He says looking down.
"I know." I nod and wipe my eyes. He chuckles and places a hand on it. The baby kicks from his touch and I laugh. Zayn's face is filled with happiness. "Daddy's home!" I say, my mouth kind of restricted due to the fact I'm still getting over crying.
I pull him into another hug and then go over to the other, giving them all hugs. They're all pretty shaken up, I would be too if this had happened to me. Wait! What actually happened to make the plane go missing?
I get to Louis and he embraces me in a tight hug. "You've grown!" He exclaims pulling off. I laugh and nod my head.
"No shit Lou. That's generally a good thing when you're pregnant." I reply. He chuckles and hugs me. again. Louis is probably the best off out of all of them. He's being funny and cheerful like Louis Tomlinson always is, but I think he's just putting on a brave face.
"Can we go home?" Zayn walks over behind me. I nod and he takes my hand. We collect Harry and Zayn's luggage and then Jade drives us all home.
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{Louis' POV}
"Excuse me." I hear a male voice. I look up and the pilot is standing there. When does he ever come and talk to us? "Um, well, uh." He mumbles. Geez lad! Spit your words out.
"Yes?" Liam asks.
"There's a slight issue." The pilot admits. I grab Eleanor's hand and intensely look at the pilot. "You see, the plane has gone off radar so we have to return to books and hope we are going in the right direction." The pilot explains. "Sorry for the inconvenience. We will try and get back into contact with Heathrow Control Centre soon. We are so sorry. Maybe just keep in your seats for the moment." The pilot explains before walking off.
We all suddenly buckle up and sit there, looking at each other, scared as shit.
"We're off radar. That isn't good!" Harry panics. I look at Liam clutching Indie's hand, panic spread across both their faces. Asha is in between Niall and Ella, squeezing both of their hands. Harry is tapping away at a game on his phone, probably to calm the nerves, Paul is staring blankly into space and Zayn is tapping his foot whilst looking at the floor.
What have we gotten into?
I suddenly open my eyes and notice I'm lying in our bed at home. Thank goodness. I slowly close my eyes and drift back off to sleep.
I watch Ella singing a lullaby to Asha, trying to get her to go to sleep. It's been four hours and our plane still isn't back in radar. The plane starts to randomly shudder and I hear yelling coming from the cock pit. Zayn and my eyes meet, filled with terror.
Suddenly our plane flips so the wings are no longer horizontal but now vertical.
"Holy shit!" Zayn yells. The girls and Niall scream and I hear a big rumbling sound as I hold on for dear life. The noise becomes really loud and a huge Boeing 747 speeds past the window I'm next to. Oh my bloody holy f**king freaking shitting dog!
"Was that another plane?" Liam asks freaked once our plane has gone back to the right way around. Zayn and I nod mortified at what just happened. We could've just died! How the heck! They need to get into radar instantly.
I clutch Eleanor's hand a relax a little in my seat. But only for a moment before the plane suddenly drops...
I sit up right in bed, sweating and panting like a dog. It's just a dream. Actually no it's not. That was real. That actually happened to us and now I'm reliving it in my sleep.
"Lou?" I hear Eleanor mumble next to me. I look down and she's rubbing her eyes. "Louis, what's wrong?" She asks me. I keep panting and wipe the sweat from my forehead.
"We nearly died El." I mumble.
"Are you dreaming about what happened?" Eleanor asks me sitting up. I nod and she takes a deep breathe.
"Except they're nightmares. Not dreams. They're nightmares Elly. They're actually haunting me. I watched that plane go by. We nearly lost our friends and family for good. I know people loose their's everyday but it never seemed so real until now." I say.
"It's okay Lou." Eleanor hugs me. I hug her back and bury my head in her shoulder. "We're safe now. Don't worry." Eleanor says calmly. That's something I love about Eleanor. Although she's funny and cheeky, she's always understood me and I feel safe when I'm with her.
"I love you." I peck her lips and lay back down. Eleanor lies down too.
"I love you too Louis." Eleanor replies. "Go to sleep. I'll wait for." Eleanor says. I smile and close my eyes, falling into a deep sleep knowing Eleanor is right there.
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"Life is short, break the rules. Forgive quickly. Kiss slowly. Love truly. Laugh uncontrollably and never forget anything that makes you SMILE." - Mike Twain
A/N: I'd just like to thank everyone who is reading my book! I'm really enjoying writing it and I hope you're enjoying reading it!
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Also, please take a moment to remember the people who have gone missing and died in the Malaysian Airlines planes that went missing and got shot down this year :(