I woke up and rubbed my eyes. Phil was sat on his laptop next to me. MY PHONE! It wasn't on the tray in front of me. I turn, shakily towards Phil.
"Have you got my phone?" Phil looked at me, his eyes widening.
"N..no." I turned away from him and started searching in my bag. I checked every part but I couldn't find it. I looked at Phil, with pleading eyes.
"You sure you didn't see anyone take it or see it fall on the floor!" He shook is head nervously. The seatbelt sign flashed on and I quickly did it up. Someone's baby started crying, everyone clipped their seat belts and started chatting really noisily. My head pounded. My breathing slowed and face flushed.
"Phil...I...Can't...Breath" I gasped. Phil looked at me and told me to breathe slowly. Blackness covered my vision. The last thing I heard, was Phil calling someone over to help. Phil...