I'm a Celebrity Get Me Out of Here! (Harry Styles)

Chapter Twenty One.

*Sarah's POV*

The next evening, I got called to the Bush Telegraph, where there was a note lying on the bench.

Sarah, you and another campmate have the oppertunity to win care packages from your family for your friends. To do this, you must leave the camp for the night and spend it in another cabin.

"Huh," I mumbled, "Doesn't seem to hard."

Who would I take though?

I left the note where I found it, exiting the telegraph only to bump into Harry.

"Hey," he said quietly, sticking his hands into the pockets of his shorts.

"Hi," I grinned, "Listen, do you want to do something fun with me?"

"Always."

I smiled at him again before grabbing his hands, "Okay. Well you have to come with me to spend the night in a cabin away from the camp. And if we do it...we win some care packages from our families."

"Oh well now I'm definitely in." he said quietly and grabbed my hand, dragging me seemingly unnoticed out of the camp, towards the bridge.

"Harry," I giggled, "Harry, you don't know where you're going! Neither do I! I was supposed to pick up the directions!"

"They're tacked to the bridge," he laughed, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, pulling them from the wood.

"Let's get this thing done, shall we?"

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*Harry's POV*

"Well," Sarah murmured as the both of us stared up at the rickety shack that we were going to be spending the night in, "This looks as if it could fall down."

"You think it's any nicer inside?" I asked, glancing down at her.

"Probably not," she answered, "But whatever, let's get this over and done with." She grabbed my hand and dragged me in through the small door and we both jumped when it slammed shut behind us, leaving us in darkness.

"That happened." I murmured watching as Sarah bent down and picked up the lantern that was on the floor by her legs and she flicked it on, letting us see what exactly was in here.

There were two hammocks suspended from the ceiling and a stool in the middle of them...and that was it.

"Well," she said quietly, "This isn't too bad."

Letting out a small laugh, I pulled her into my side, "Hey, come on. We can do this."

"Okay," she whispered, "How are we gonna pass the time?"

I shrugged and sat down on the floor, only to stand up again when one of the slats of wood on the walls opened and seconds later, there were hundreds, maybe thousands of cockroaches crawling into the cabin.

Sarah shrieked and jumped onto me, wrapping her legs around my waist as I stumbled back a few steps.

"Jesus," I whispered as her head buried into my neck, "Sarah, they're just bugs."

"I know!" she whined, "But they're just creepy!" She then pulled away slightly and grinned at me, "We're just going to have to stay like this all night."

"Ha," I scoffed, carrying her over to the stool and placing her down there, "No we won't. You can stand on there and you'll be fine."

She then frowned, her bottom lip jutting out in a pout and I couldn't help but give her a small kiss, "Come on, I'll carry you over to the hammock and you can stay there for the whole night."

She grinned as I turned around before climbing onto my back, her arms wrapping around my neck again, "Wait, if we're here until tomorrow afternoon, does this mean that we won't know who's going home?"

I realised that she was right and I shrugged, depositing her down onto the closest hammock, "I dunno. Maybe one of us will be the one's to go."

"Don't say that," she huffed, her hand grabbing mine so she could drag me down beside her.

It took us a few minutes but we eventually got into a good position; me on my back while Sarah was resting on my arm and I sighed quietly, "This is quite nice."

She nodded and hummed, "Yeah, it is. Me, you...the bugs. It's all so romantic."

I laughed and took her hand, playing with her fingers, "Tell me, what do you like doing in your spare time?"

"Oh my god," she giggled, "What is this? A job interview?"

"Hey," I whined, "That's not nice. If you don't want to talk, then that's fine. We'll just lie here in the silence."

"No, I'm sorry. I like to read."

"Read?" I asked, "Read what?"

"Anything really," she shrugged, "I particularly like reading Harry Potter. It's always been a favourite of mine. Do you read?"

"When I can. It does get a little hard to find the time." I murmured, sitting up when I heard another one of the panels slide open.

"Oh god," Sarah breathed, hiding her face in my shirt, "What is it this time?"

I narrowed my eyes, trying to see what it was in the darkness and saw that they had let in maybe two dozen giant rats.

"You're not scared of rats, are you?" I asked quietly, looking down at her, thankful to see her shaking her head.

"Not really. I think they're rather cute." she sat up too, "My cousin had some for pets. Although they weren't that big."

We lay back down and she picked my hand up again and traced the lines on my palm for a few minutes before just lacing our fingers together and resting her head on my chest.

"What're you doing?" I asked quietly, "Are yo-Sarah, no. You can't fall asleep on me!"

She nodded against me and moved closer, "Can. And am. You should do it too. Trust me, it'll be fun."

Knowing that we probably wouldn't be doing anything else tonight and that she was probably right, I rest my head on top of hers and closed my eyes.

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*Sarah's POV*

The next afternoon, the rangers came to let us out and outside the cabin, there were six small boxes stacked up on a nearby tree stump.

"Three each?" Harry asked and I nodded, taking the three closest to me and Harry grabbed the other three before we set off back towards camp.

As we were walking, I could hear leaves and such crumpling behind us and I turned to see if something was following us and instead, I spotted a little piglet.

"Aww!" I cooed quietly, placing the parcels down on the ground. I held my hand out for it and slowly and hesitantly, it came towards me.

I gently scooped it up into my arms and began petting it, turning to Harry with a grin on my face.

"What are you doing?" he asked, eyeing the pig in my arms.

"Can we take it back with us? The camp will love it!"

He groaned quietly, "But that means I'm gonna have to carry all of this stuff on my own!"

"Oh come on, Harry!" I begged, "Look how cute it is! Let me take it back!"

His lips then quirked up at one side and he nodded, "Okay, fine. Let's take it back. I guess it could make a nice addition the camp."

I let out a small squeal of excitement before rushing forward, and throwing my free arm around his neck, "Are you sure you can carry everything back?"

Scoffing, he scooped the remaining parcels up into his arms, "Please. It's six things. I got this." He then turned back around and continued walking back to the camp, me smiling as I followed him.