Papillon - HS

Chapter 7

Song: Apple Pie by Lizzie McAlpine
I strongly recommend playing this song when you see the ***

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San Francisco was such a beautiful city. We had the day to ourselves today and apparently, we were going  on a little road trip. At breakfast, Zayn explained the plan to me, saying we would be going to some forest and spending the day there. I was excited and got ready as quickly as I could, grabbing some shorts and deciding to wear a large sweater. It was quite thin, making it something like light layer but I wouldn't be wearing a shirt underneath. The day was sunny but windy, so I figured shorts and a sweater were perfect. I grabbed some socks, my sneakers and made sure to take my film camera with me. I had a feeling today would be worth documenting. 

I met with Liam at the hallway and we walked together to the elevator. "How are you feeling today?" he asked with a gentle smile. 

I smiled back, "much better, thank you for helping out."

"No problem," he said as we met with the rest at the lobby, ready to go.

There was a black SUV waiting for us but I noticed Zayn was walking towards the driver's seat and Louis would be riding shotgun. I walked to meet with Niall, who was now leaning against the car, holding his phone. 

"He left us," I tell him, pointing at Louis who was laughing with Zayn about something.

Niall looked to where I pointed then back at me with a pout, "he really did." He hugged me and then opened the door for me, "but we can have fun without him, don't worry bumblebee."

I thanked him with a smile and climbed into the car, finding Harry already seated. He smiled at me and I almost crumbled at the sight of the dimples that carved his cheeks. 

"Hey," he said, scooting a bit so I could seat down.

"Hi" I said softly, still not completely used to being near him.

Everything felt so different with Harry in comparison with the rest. I was already so used to being around Louis and Niall, even Liam and Zayn. It felt natural, like hanging out with lifelong friends. In such a short time, I've already had so many experiences and meaningful moments with them. However, Harry was not always a part of these moments, he has not been as present as the rest. He has missed so much, been so far from our little hangouts and outings that I'm not used to being around him at all. It was inevitable not to be a little starstruck, specially when he was so close.

"Harold, move," Niall said sternly, as he peeked into the car to find us seating next to each other.

"What?"

"I said move, Styles, move," he repeated himself.

I was totally confused as to what was happening.

"Niall there's two other seats right there," Harry said pointing at the front seats.

"Uh, yeah but I wanna seat next to Victoria," he said, gaining a chuckle from me.

Harry was not amused by all of this.

"Niall, you can seat with her on the way back."

"No, you can seat with her on the way back, I want to seat with her right now."

With an exasperated sigh, Harry stood up. "For fuck's sakes, Niall," he said rolling his eyes as he sat on the seat in front of him. 

Niall smiled widely and climbed the car, patting him on the shoulder, "thanks mate."