𝒪𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝒰𝓈

Ch.3

📍Basement
5:50pm

Jay and Carlos turn their game off and jog to the corner of the basement. They come back with a map of Auradon and a blank piece of paper.

"If we're breaking someone out of jail, we need a damn good plan." Jay says, spreading the papers out for us.

We all gather around the table and I grab a pen for us.

"So." Carlos points to the museum. "This is where they keep people before they have a place to go." He tells us. "We-"

"Wait." Mal stops him. "How do you know that?" She asks, arms crossed.

"...I've been in trouble once or twice." He reveals. A smile grows on his face. Him and Jay bump shoulders and laugh.

I dramatically clear my throat and look at the two boys. They quickly stop laughing and straighten up.

Carlos then clears his throat and continues. "There are cameras everywhere and a few guards, there are more in the daytime." He says.

"Like 5 guards?" Harry asks.

"More like 10 guards." Jay reveals.

"That's not too bad. Between the 6 of us, we could come up with a plan." Evie says.

We all pause for a minute, silently brainstorming. My hand is on my lip when I finally finish my plan.

"Ok." I say, picking up the pen. "Jay, Carlos." I point to each of them. "You're on camera duty. Stop any recording of cameras that can catch us." I quickly sketch the layout of the museum on the blank page. I circle the camera room and put their names on it.

The boys nod.

"Mal, Evie. You're distracting the guards." They nod. "Say you need help, saw something suspicious, tell jokes, anything to keep them out of the holding area."

"Totally." Evie says.

"And you and I." I pat Harry's chest. "We're on Gil duty. We sneak in behind the distracted guards, go to Gil's cell, sneak him past the guards, and we all meet at the border. We have to do this tomorrow, the search for Harry won't stay at bay for long. Everyone got it?" I ask.

I recieve a collective yes from the group. Everyone goes back to their activities, knowing the plan for tomorrow. Evie and Mal are finishing their soup while Jay and Carlos are wrapping up their game.

"You're sexy when you're in work mode." Harry whispers in my ear as we walk back to the dinner table.

I look at him with a grossed out face, and sit across from him. I just told him I have a boyfriend, why would he say that?

"Here here here!" Evie brings two bowls of soup to the table. One for me and one for Harry.
"Taste." She says.

I lightly giggle before we both take a sip. The temperature is perfect.

"So so good." I look up at her.

"Thank you." She smiles. She looks over to Harry, waiting for his answer.

"Oh." He breaks the silence. "No yea. I mean, it's great." He smiles. Evie thanks him and goes back to the kitchen.

The VK's all finish what they're doing and head back up, but not before I thank them for helping me. It's a big risk, asking them to go behind Auradon's back.

The door shuts behind them, leaving just Harry and I. There's an awkward silence.

"Wow." Harry takes a deep breath and smiles. "I feel like we've had no time to catch up."

I smile. "Yea. I mean, what else could I expect from you other than trouble." I laugh.

He laughs and sighs. "Uh. You look good, Alya!" He says out of nowhere.

"Oh." I say, remembering what he said earlier. "Thanks." I brush off.

"Yea. It seems like you've really been doing good. You belong here."

"I'm not too sure about that." I scoff. "You know what the say, can't take the isle out of a girl." I realize how corny it is a little too late. I sigh, "I miss home a lot."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I mean, my family, my friends. I only can have so many people here at Auradon." I say.

"Why not come back?" He asks.

"Oh, no." I dismiss. "I can't. I have duties here. I'm a soon to be queen, you know?"

Harry almost chokes on his soup. "Queen? You said boyfriend." He says.

"I mean, boyfriend, fiancée. Same thing."

"No, it's not the same thing." He says, eyeing my ring.

"Surprise." I let out an awkward laugh, not knowing if he was actually mad.

"Wow." He clears his throat.

I frown. "What?"

"Nothing. I just- I thought we were gonna be married someday, you know?"

"Harry-" I sigh.

"No no, I get it. New island, new life. It's okay." He looks away.

"Don't be like that. Ben and I-"

"Enough about Ben!" He bangs the table. "I don't want to hear another word about that snobby little dobber." He says sternly.

I stare at him for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Harry stands up abruptly and walks away from the table. He takes off his suit jacket and tie and lays in the bed on the far wall. He puts his jacket over his eyes to block out the light.

I don't even know what this is about. What happened between Harry and I happened years ago on the Isle when I was young and naive. He can't be mad that I'm an adult who found real love, when we don't even live on the same island anymore. We were never gonna work out.

I sigh and stand up myself, picking up both of our bowls. I bring it to the kitchen and place them in the sink to be dealt with later. I make my way over to the couch that's on the complete opposite side of the room of Harry, and lay down. We can be angry at each other later. Right now, I just wanna sleep.