"There's still time, there's still time" the only phrase that repeats in his mind as he runs through the crowd with their luggage waiting in line for their flight. With a group of security guards right on his tail, stopping would be costly, and this will be all over for him...for her.
Ducking and weaving through the crowds with every spin and juke going through the halls like an NFL running back, he then realize that he couldn't stop. He felt weightless; fatigue seemed to have dropped out of his vocabulary for he felt like a lightning bolt about to strike for the first time.
And through the crowds he saw a glimpse, it was her. He could recognize her the moment he saw her hair, for she was the same girl that appeared in his dreams, the same girl that he wants to spend forever with.
"Grace!!!" He yelled, but she didn't seem to notice. "God damn it Grace, wait!!!" he yelled once more. Even though the adrenaline is keeping him up he can finally feel a need to gasp for air, but he didn't care because she's just right there.
As she enters the boarding bridge, his heart felt heavy, but his legs seem to be carrying it anyway. As he turns to the boarding bridge, he tried to stop, but his speed carried him along slightly past it. He had to recover quickly for his time is almost up. After recovering from his drift he can see the flight attendant about to close the door."No! Stop! Don't close it!" he yelled, the echo from the halls certainly made the lady stop. As she opens the door slightly, he already dove down to that small gap of the plane.
Everything was pitch black, for the dive roughed him up a bit, but he can still hear the voices of everyone in the plane."Is he okay?" "Sir are you alright?" "He's crazy" "Whoa" his dive sparked a murmur from different people, but only one murmur caught his attention."Xav?" The ringing in his ear told him this is not a dream. He faces the ceiling and opens his eyes, and he sees her kneeling down, looking at him...