stranded with one direction. ➳ horan.

Chapter Thirteen.

Peyton's POV

The fake plane crash had heightened my senses so any little jerk in a plane would cause me to become anxious. So with this new found anxiousness, I quickly grabbed onto the armrests. Harry's hand had already occupied the one that was shared between our two seats. I quickly looked down, looked up at him, and quickly retracted my hand.

"It's fine love.  You scared of flying?" He asked, trying to be caring. I managed out a very high-pitched "Mhm".

“I’m sure this is just a little turbulence. We should get through this quickly.” He said, with a small smile on his face. I nodded my head and looked out the window.

The sun was starting to rise.  The sky painted with pinks, oranges, yellows, and reds all blended together.  If it wasn't for the turbulence, I would have taken a picture.  The plane started to shake again, more violently than the last time.  I could feel myself growing more anxious by the second. I was beginning to bounce out of my seat and I was sure that if my seat belt was not secured, I would have hit my head with the ceiling of plane. But the likeliness of an actual plane crash is like one in a million. I think I remembered hearing that in a movie once.

Suddenly, I heard loud shrieks and screams coming from back half of the plane and then nothing but the sound of the wind. We lost the back half of the plane. The oxygen masks immediately popped out, but it was too late because the plane impacted with something.  I flew forward and crashed back into my seat from the momentum.  I quickly went to work on unbuckling my seat belt, Harry doing the same.

"Lads, is everyone okay?" I heard Liam shout from in front of me. A lot of groans, moans, and "Yeah's" were said.

I finally got my seatbelt undone and looked up to find Harry extending his arm out to me, his eyes full of concern.  I immediately pushed myself up and grabbed a hold of Harry's hand.  They were massive compared to my small, dainty ones.  He dragged me to the back of the plane, where the other boys were waiting anxiously.

Zayn was holding an inflatable lifeboat and was waiting for someone to give him the okay to get in.

"And who do we have here?" Louis asked, flashing his smile. I wanted to smack his arm, but realized I should stay calm and avoid their eyes.

"I-I don't know actually.  She was just sitting next to me. What is your name love?" Harry asked.

"Um, can we do this later? I don't want be in the plane when this goes under." Zayn said.

 "Zayn you know how to swi-" I stopped myself, forgetting that I wanted to remain anonymous.

Huh?" Zayn asked.

"Let's just get on the boat, yeah?" Liam asked.  I sighed in relief, but quickly stole a glance towards Niall, who had a smile on his face.

We all piled onto the boat, Zayn being the first. We made it on the boat with perfect timing, because as soon as we were all in, the plane started to descend within the ocean.  This was the second time in my life that I had escaped from a sinking plane.  I just couldn't believe that the boys were doing another stupid stunt. I couldn't believe that management would risk their lives again, along with all the innocent ones.  I wondered how they got the plane to break in half.

I was thinking of all the ways that management could have pulled this off when a hand was waved in front of my face.

"What? Oh sorry."  I said, mentally scolding myself for not changing the tone in my voice and for briefing lifted my head to see their faces.

“So Miss Peyton. Why on Earth were you going to Ireland?” Zayn asked and I couldn’t help the feeling of defeat rushing through me.

*Niall's POV*

As soon as the mystery girl spoke, telling Zayn that he knew how to swim, I knew it was Peyton. The likeliness of a plane crashing is like one in a million.  It had to be fate working with me here. I hoped Peyton would see fate’s plan and understand what the outcome was suppose to be.

She was deep in though when Louis brought his hand in front of her face and waved it. She snapped out of whatever trance she was in and apologized. But we had already known it was her. How many blond hair, hazel eye girls do you know that have a purple strip under their right ear? Not many. When Zayn said her name, you could see any strength she had just drain from her body.

"Louis will you sit down?! We are in an inflatable boat and you trying to stand will either pop it or cause it to flip over." Liam said when Louis went to give Peyton a hug like nothing had happened. Either that or he wanted to piss her off.

"Oh Liam, you're soo silly.  It hasn't popped with all six-" Louis started to say, but was cut off by the raft tipping over.

When I came to the surface, I started looking for Peyton but was quickly distracted by a frantic Zayn. But where you find a frantic Zayn is where you find a calm Peyton.

"Zayn, you need to calm down.  Remember what I told you? Kick you feet and twirl your arms in circular motions.  That's it.  There you go." Peyton said trying to calm him down, but encourage his swimming. I quickly swam over to the raft, the other boys following.  Peyton stayed with Zayn until we got to them.  Liam and Louis helped Zayn, while Harry and I helped Peyton.

We were all shivering from the early morning water and decided to bundle together.  Peyton tried to stay out of it, but I dragged her in.  She just rolled her eyes and sat there.  She didn't dare look at us, even though we were all staring at her.

"Unless I have a starfish on my face, I suggest you stop staring. It's not polite." She said, her anger being very evident.  We all chuckled at her, which pissed her off even more.

I wasn’t sure how long we sat in silence, but finally Harry broke the ice, horribly.

"So Peyton, how have you been?"  He tried being all cheery.  She looked at him, with a raised eyebrow and thinned her lips.

"Oh, I've just been splendid Harry.  I survived my second fake plane crashing and got stranded with the five boys who I cannot trust.  Thanks for asking." She said, a fake smile spreading across her face.

"Pey, you think this is another stunt?" I asked, completely surprised that she would think that we would put all of those innocent people at risk.

"Um, yeah.  I know it is.  What are the chances of an actual plane crash, with you guys on board after one already happening? I want to know how you got to plane to break in half.  But what I want to know first is why you would let management put all those innocent people at risk?  Those people had families, loved ones, people who actually cared about them.  I can't believe you boys are being so heartless."

"But Pey, this-" Zayn was cut off by our raft hitting land.  And with that, Peyton jumped out of the inflatable boat and took off.  I quickly followed suit.  I couldn't let her get away again. She has to know that I am in love with her.