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Take Me Home
Chapter 3

One Year Later

Kristin's POV

I stood on my tip toes, trying to see over at least one hundred heads. To make things worse, most of them were screaming and jumping up and down. How the heck did they even know that One Direction was on this flight? The screaming got louder and louder to the point where I had to cover my ears. It was obvious the doors to the airport gate had opened. I watched as people filed past, pushing against the crowd and dragging suitcases behind them. Most of them had annoyed looks on their faces while others looked as excited as the rest of the fans about the five boys being at this airport.

As I watched the passengers pass, out of the corner of my eye I saw the tops of familiar heads. Spiked black hair followed by brown curly hair...that had to be them. The police by now had managed to make a wide enough path through the people to walk through, and one by one, Zayn, Liam, Louis, Niall, and Harry walked into the airport. It had been a year since I had last seen them...the year of the accident. I had to close my eyes just thinking about it.

“Kristin!” I heard a voice shout. I opened my eyes and found myself face to face with Louis. Literally face to face, he was an inch from my nose.

“Hey Lou!” I giggled like a little girl. I glanced over his shoulder to see the rest of the group. “Hey guys! It's been way too long!” I went up to each boy to hug them. Louis. Zayn. Niall. Liam.... and then I came to Harry. He was the one that I had been friends with for the longest. “Harry,” I smiled up at him. He had on his green shirt that said Florida on it, the color matching his beautiful eyes. He smiled down at me, and as I hugged him, I thought of all the time we'd spent together. I had missed him so much! I guess I never really knew how much he meant to me until he left for a whole year.

I didn't realize it, but his hug lasted way longer than any of the other boys'. The only reason I let go of him was because Louis started making obnoxious kissing sounds.

“Awww!” he snickered.

“Shut up, Lou!” I pushed him, blushing.

“Hey!” he shouted. He shoved me back.

“Oh, it's on!” I pulled him to the ground and we were wrestling before any of the other boys could do anything about it.

“Hey, guys! Break it up, we're in public!” Liam said, grabbing Louis and I by the wrists and pulling us up. He glared at me for a second before we both burst out laughing. I think out of all of the boys, Louis was my best friend. Well, besides Harry, of course.

“Now come on,” Liam continued, “We should get out of here before we're mobbed by the crowd. The limo should be waiting for us.”

“Limo?” I asked excitedly. “I've never been on one before!”

“Then you're in for a treat,” Harry said. He took hold of my hand, and together, the boys and I walked out of the airport into sunny Florida.
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Take Me Home

Chapter 2
Part 2
 

Kristin’s POV

I stared at my feet as I walked down the lonely street, passing by unfamiliar houses. The sun had already set hours ago and the temperature had dropped at least twenty degrees. Shivering, I kept walking, Drew the only thing on my mind. This just didn’t seem right. Right now, Drew was supposed to be walking me home or taking me out for ice cream. He would tell me one of his corny jokes and I would laugh, even though it was obviously not the least bit funny. He would smile at me with his perfect teeth, me trying to hide the fact that I had braces. Then we would drive home in his red pick-up. But that was never going to happen. The doctor had told me that his injuries were fatal, that he was so sorry, blah blah blah. I bet he had to say that to everyone.
I walked on, not really knowing where I was going, and not being able to even produce any tears. I just felt empty. As I walked, I slowly became aware of a growing sound behind me, like tires on gravel. I slowly turned around and watched as my mom’s silver minivan came into view. I sighed, not really wanting to talk to her at the moment. The car stopped a few feet away and a figure stepped out. It wasn’t my mom.

Harry.

I ran to my best friend’s outstretched arms and let him hug me, tears now streaking my face.

“I know, sweetheart. I know.” He guided me to the car where I was greeted by another boy, Louis. Sitting next to him, I buried my face in his chest, just wanting to die right there.

Harry, you should call the boys and tell them we found her,” he said as the car started to drive away.

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Take Me Home

Chapter 2

Drew’s POV

“You didn’t have to do this,” Kristin told me, staring at the picnic I put together for her. She was so cute, with her curly brown hair in a ponytail and her emerald green eyes filled with glee. She was wearing her favorite blue bikini with white spots and had on the silver heart necklace I had given her for Christmas.

“Hey, it’s the least I could do. After all, it is your 18^th birthday. Come on, how about I kick your butt at surfing?” I asked, being careful not to use the A word. Ever since we began dating, Kristin had been trying to get me to stop swearing. It wasn’t really working out, although I did try to refrain from it while she was around.

“In your dreams!” she shouted at me before grabbing her surf board and running towards the water. I grabbed my own and ran after her. I decided to let her beat me to the first wave since I was usually the first one there, anyways. I’d let her have a turn at victory. I splashed along behind her and watched as she jumped onto her surfboard.

As she sped off, I slowly reached my hand into my pocket and fingered the small box that was lying in it. I wondered when I should do it. It would have to be soon; she needed to be home by 8 to meet her best friend who was flying in from London. Maybe I would propose right before we left.

I started swimming towards her when I felt something brush against my leg. Something smooth. I looked down in the water and got a glimpse of a huge shadow. Suddenly, a hulking shape popped out from the water and clamped to my right arm. I couldn't cry out before I was dragged underwater. Fear rushed through my body, numbing my senses. I couldn't feel anything, let alone fight back.The thing thrashed around a bit, throwing me like a rag doll. I opened my eyes, ignoring the stinging salt, but I quickly wished I hadn’t. I got a glance at the biggest shark I had ever seen in my life. It must have been a great white, and I could tell it wasn’t planning on letting go of me any time soon. I tried to kick it, and I must have gotten a direct hit because it shrank back, which allowed me to climb back onto my surfboard.

Never before had I felt such terror as I did at that moment. I tried to scream for help, but I couldn’t produce any sound. My head was spinning. I was aware of a strange sort of emptiness where my arm should have been and I started to see black dots in my vision. It couldn’t end like this. I couldn’t die, not while I had my whole life ahead of me. I tried desperately to stay conscious, and I soon heard Kristin screaming my name. I tried to move, to speak, to do anything. But I couldn’t. I could feel myself losing control of my body. The last thing I saw was Kristin’s face hovering over me before I blacked out.

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Take Me Home

Chapter 1

“Drew, where are you taking me?”

“Just keep your eyes closed, we're almost there.”

I shuffled my bare feet across the ground, trying to make sure I didn’t trip over anything. I could feel warm sand between my toes, and I heard the distant sound of roaring waves.

“Alright, open your eyes,” I heard Drew's voice tell me.

I did as he said, squinting against the bright sunlight. Drew was standing before me, smiling with those perfect white teeth. His blue eyes sparkled with glee, his dirty blonde hair hanging loosely in his eyes.

“Surprise!”

It took me a moment to realize where I was.

“Oh my gosh, Drew! You didn't!” I squealed with excitement. I was standing in the middle of my dream date. A big red and white checkered picnic blanket had been laid out on the sand, and a picnic basket filled to the brim with my favorite foods lied in the middle of it. A big umbrella was set up for shade, and I spied surfboards sitting close by.

“I'm glad you like it,” Drew said, picking me up and holding me bridal style.

“Drew!” I laughed. “Put me down!”

“Kiss me first,” he replied, winking at me.

I smiled, before pressing my lips to his. He was such an idiot, but I still loved him. The kiss ended too soon, and he placed me gently on the ground.

“You didn’t have to do this,” I told him, still in shock from the surprise.

“Hey, it’s the least I could do. After all, it is your 18th birthday.” He smiled. “Come on,” he said, nodding towards the ocean. “How about I kick your butt at surfing?”

“In your dreams!” I shouted, grabbing my plain light blue surfboard. I sprinted towards the water, not daring to look behind me and let Drew take the lead. I ran into the water and started to paddle out, soon hearing Drew splash in behind me.

“Try to catch me!” I yelled at him as I paddled towards the biggest wave I could see. Right before I caught it, I glanced behind me to see my boyfriend swimming towards me, only a few feet away.

“See yeah, sucker!” I laughed, before hopping on my board and letting the wave take me away. I closed my eyes for a second and took in a deep breath. This day couldn’t get any better. My boyfriend was the best, he knew me so well. Surfing was one of my favorite hobbies. Well, besides music. I opened my eyes and looked around to see if Drew was riding the wave, too, but he was nowhere in sight. I hopped off the board and let the water pull me under, wondering where he could have gone. Was he playing some sort of joke on me? I popped up, gasping for air, before laughing.

“Drew!” I sputtered. I looked around me, searching for his fiery red surf board. “Drew?”

And then I saw him.

Lying on his surfboard, unconscious, and missing his right arm.

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