Around the campfire [h.s au] {RECONSTRUCTION}

III: Let the game begin...

Updated 26/06/15

I hope you enjoy this- it's missing part of the old chapter but I felt like that bit would be best in its own chapter❤️

This is when the storyline really starts to kick in so you need to be paying attention from here on out!

Image of Olivia's dress in the sidebar/above❤️

Sorry but 5sos are bae's and this video made me laugh- at least it's kind of relevant...

I was so intrigued, intently watching the mysterious boy whom I was across the fire from; I didn't even notice that Paige was commanding my attention- until she waved her hand in front of my face frantically.

"Olivia? Olive? Oi, Liv... are you listening to me?" She whisper-shouted, snapping my out of my trance in the process.

Paige and I had been talking about what we we're going to say to people tonight in the truth or dare game. You know, just preparing for what we were going to dare each person. To do... That is, until I blanked out and she was left to ramble on to herself as I nodded along, giving the occasional "mhm" or "yeah" when necessary.

Obviously, she caught on and I was now left feeling extremely embarrassed that I had been in such a trance.

"Um-I-uh..." Oh god. Now I'm stuttering. "Yeah, sorry, w-what were you saying?" I whispered back, finally tearing my eyes away from Harry, only to return my gaze back to him a few seconds later after briefly making eye contact with Paige to assure her that I'm listening this time.

"Seriously, Liv, you're near on drooling... Go speak to him already!" Paige exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air frustratedly.

I love her, but sometimes I think she knows my mind too well; we're more like sisters than friends. I mean, we can have a conversation just through facial expressions or the looks I'm our eyes. It's kinda creepy to be honest.

"B-b-but, I don't want to!" I whine, throwing my head back and letting out a huge breathe before sitting up straight and taking a large gulp of my drink.

"What if he thinks I'm weird, or ignores me?"

"Come on, you need to get over this paranoia. Not all guys are the same; we've all moved on from it and now you need to as well! You've always been the strong one out of us all: you need to stop letting what happened to us in the past control you and your future. Plus, how could he possibly ignore you in that dress?" She questioned with extreme exaggeration- trying to make me feel better about the situation, I'm sure- eyeing me in my black and white, plunge neck body-con dress from Lucy's Boutique in Essex. I really shouldn't be wearing a plunge neck due to my 'large breasts' but I decided to just go for it!

You only live once, right?

Anyway, the thing is, I've always had problems speaking to boys ever since it happened. Other than family of course- and Zayn but he doesn't count, he's more like a brother than a friend. Paige is right though, I should at least try to get over my 'fear of boys'- as Elle has put it in the past.

Maybe I will go speak to Harry at some point tonight... Maybe.

"Fudgesicles! Okay." I sighed, feeling bile rise in my throat whilst trying not to think about the memories that have left me broken for so long and watching Paige's brows furrow in confusion. Clearly I'm going to have to expand for her, "I'll speak to him but maybe later though, I think the game is about to start." I add- trying to buy myself some more time and to change the current topic as quickly as possible.

"Yay!" She squealed suddenly- and clearly very excitedly- and I had to shush her by clamping my hands over her mouth in a hurried motion.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm just so happy you finally agreed to talk to a guy, and on your own free will!" She apologised, in a whispered scream, flicking her gorgeous blonde, beach wave locks over her shoulders proudly.