Chapter Twenty: Safe... For Now

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A/N wow I can't believe we are at the 20th chapter. Sadly that means the end of this book is near, if you want a sequel, I'll think about it.

I yawn and collapse on the ground, back at the grocery store. "We need to talk when you're done sleeping..." Harry trails off, already yawning. "Harry, leave the girl alone, we are safe, and that's all the fucking matters." Zayn snaps, already frustrated by the fact that Harry won't give it up.

"Fine," I mumble, and close my eyes. I won't sleep long... I don't remember the last time I ate. It's a good thing I'm used to not eating.

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I open my eyes, and smell.... Food? "Harry? Zayn?" I whisper.

"Sh, Harry's asleep, we don't want to wake him up. He'll want to talk." Zayn winks, pointing to Harry, who was loudly snoring.

"I made breakfast. I found a grill, some charcoal, and matches. Oh, and bacon! I figured it would be nice to sit down to a nice meal." He smiles. "Even under these circumstances..." His smile fades away, as he hands me a plate of bacon, and some bread with jam.

We set Harry's plate aside and start eating.

"This is really good," I say, munching on my food. "I know!" Zayn gleams.

Wow, I didn't know we could be this happy. I guess not thinking about it helps.

"Is that bacon?" We hear a muffled voice say. We turn our heads, and sure enough it was Harry. "Yep." Zayn nods, and scoots the plate towards Harry.

He licks his lips, and starts to eat like us. "Woah there Hazza, slow your roll! You don't want to get a stomach ache." Zayn scolds. Harry rolls his eyes, and eats at a slower pace.

"What time is it?" I ask. "Well, Leann, according to the sun's current position, it's about ten." Harry says, sounding like a math professor. "Mate, there's a clock right there." Zayn points out the small alarm clock, next to Harry. "Oh." He blushes.

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