stranded with one direction. ➳ horan.

Chapter Six.

Peyton's POV

We had just taken off, not even twenty minutes ago.  We were all just talking and laughing and having a great time.  Suddenly, the plane jerked a little.  I didn't pay much attention to it because it was probably just a little turbulence. I loved flying and would do it all the time if I could. The only thing I was concerned about was landing, always afraid the wheels would not be able to hold the momentum and weight of the plane.

The plane continued to jerk around, and it was scaring me a little, but seriously the chances of a plane crashing are like one in a million. The odds are in my favor. The boys had worried looks on their faces though.  And that was when the pilot came on the intercom.

"Lady and gentlemen, our engines have failed and we are going to crash.  Please brace for impact and be ready to exit the plane as fast as possible because we will be crashing into the ocean."

Well, I guess we were that one in a million plane crash.  I started to panic a little, but that wouldn't do me any good, so I took some deep breaths and tried to remain calm.

Niall's POV

The plane was crashing! I looked at Peyton and she was trying to breathe, probably trying to remain calm.

"OH MY GOD! WE'RE GOING TO CRASH AND DIE AND NO ONE WILL EVER FIND US BECAUSE WE'LL JUST DIE OUT IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE! SO MUCH FOR BEING FOREVER YOUNG!!!" Louis started shouting.

"Louis, calm down! We are not going to die.  We will be fine, just have to be calm and not freak out!" Peyton said, so calmly, it was almost like it was nothing big.

"Okay, we are just going to do what the pilot said, brace for impact then run like hell to get out of the plane before it goes under." Peyton finished, still remaining calm.

"But I can't swim." Zayn said, panic flooded every word.

"It's fine.  Just hold my hand, and kick your legs, that's it, got it?" Peyton explained and Zayn nodded his head.

"We should all hold hands, so no one gets dragged down with the plane." Liam said.

"Good thinking LIam." Harry spoke.

"Okay, well everyon-" I was cut off by the impact.

All our bodies were pushed towards the front of the plane, thank god we didn't take the seat belts off.  We all thrashed back after the initial impact and I hit my head with Louis'.  "Ow" we both screamed out in unison.

"Are you guys okay? Okay enough to swim at least?" Peyton asked, slightly panicked.

"Yeah, I am, how about you Nialler?" Louis asked me, gripping his head.  I mirrored him and nodded my head yes.

"Okay, let's go.  Everyone grab someone's hand." Harry said, standing up.

He reached for Peyton's, with a huge grin on his face and she took it, smiling sweetly.  I wanted that to be my hand. Peyton's other hand was gripping onto Zayn.  Actually, Zayn was gripping onto Pey's and if he squeezed any harder, he probably would have broken her fingers.  I got up and grabbed his hand, followed by Liam grabbing mine, and at the end was Lou.

By the time we got to this stage, we could feel the plane moving further into the water.  Harry quickly dragged everyone to the door and fumbled to open it. As soon as he did, the entire plane started filling up with water.  We tried our hardest to get out.  Zayn was panicking so badly, his knuckles were turning white.

"It's okay mate, we got you.  Nothing bad will happen." I tried calming him down, but it didn't seem to work.

Somehow Harry was able to get us all out and we were all just bobbing in the water.  Zayn was still clutching onto my hand, while Peyton was trying to teach how to keep himself afloat.  She is a great teacher. She was very calm and patient with him.  Finally Zayn got the hang of it, and was doing all right.  We all cheered for him.

"Thanks Pey! You're the best!" Zayn said to her.  She had a sweet smile on her lips before she replied.

"Aw, no problem Zayn.  You were going to need to know eventually, so why not now?"

"This is true, but we can't stay out here forever.  We're eventually going to get tired..." Zayn trailed off.

He was right, we are eventually going to get tired of keeping ourselves afloat.  I looked at everyone and they seemed to be getting worried.  We had to think of something quick to keep our selves up.  The sad thing was, there was nothing around.  There were no suitcases, no seats, nothing.  We were stupid and forgot to grab lifejackets. I think we were more concerned about getting out, that none of that crossed our minds.

"We need to think fast because it's going to be getting dark soon.  I don't want to be shark food guys." Louis said, starting to getting worried.

"He's right guys.  We can't stay out here all night.  Even though it's summer, it still gets chilly out here and in wet clothes, we'll freeze." Liam said, thinking logically.

"Wait, can someone lift me a little? I think I see something, but can't make it out well because of these waves." Peyton said and I started swimming over to her, but Louis beat me.

Honestly, why could nothing work out for me? We shared a kiss, and that short scene in the bathroom, but that was it.  I couldn't get too jealous at Lou though, he had El, and would never think of cheating on her.  I would let it go for now.

"I was right. Haha." Peyton said, once Louis lifted her. She was fist pumping the air and wiggling back and forth.

"WHAT?!" We all screamed out in unison, which scared her a little.  "Oh, right, sorry.  There's an island!! Seems a little far away though." 

"Well, it's our only option.  Let's start swimming." Liam said.

I looked back at Peyton, but she was with Zayn, probably trying to help him swim. She apparently told Zayn to hold on to her hand and to kick, and she would drag him.  When she saw that I was waiting to help, she seemed pleased.

"Thanks Niall.  I really appreciate the help."  Peyton said, ever so sweetly.

"No problem Pey.  Can't leave anyone behind."  I said to her, replying back with a genuine smile.

Throughout our whole swimming journey, we all would just talk, to keep conversation.  Louis would occasionally freak out, but Peyton would calmly bring him down to his normal state.  We would take breaks every so often.  We would just float on our backs.  It was getting quite chilly, just like Liam predicted.  We had to keep swimming until we got to land though, or who knows what would have happened.

We finally reached the island.  It seemed to have taken forever, but we managed to get there.  I have no clue what time it was, but it was pitch black.  There was only the soft light given off by almost full moon.  We all crawled onto the beach and just fell down.  We were all just lying on our stomachs, unable to move.  I don't know about anyone else, but my arms and legs were crying out in pain.  I felt like a cartoon that has the throbbing limbs that are all red and just pounding up and down.

I finally gained some energy and looked around.  I saw some silhouettes kneeling down.  I figured I would get up and see what was going on.  As I got closer, I noticed that the boys were kneeling, while Peyton was lying down on the sand.  What just happened?