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

Chapter Twenty Two.

The care packages all went down well with the camp. Bad news was though, that Norman had been voted off and I was pretty bummed that I didn't get to say goodbye. 

Each of the care packages contained a letter from our family and friends, which we were all sitting around the fire, reading our letters and I couldn't help but notice that Harry was smiling to himself. 

Feeling my gaze on him, he handed me the letter, "It's just something that Louis wrote." 

"He seems like a funny guy," I mumbled and he nodded. 

"He is. They all are. I can't wait to see them all again." 

I loved the way he looked when he spoke about his friends. He always looked so happy. 

I leant back against his arm, my lips tugging upwards as our piglet made its way over to us and Alan, who was beside Harry, picked it up, "We still need a name for his little guy." 

"Why don't we just keep Piglet?" 

He shook his head, "No. I want something original." 

Harry moved so he was sitting on the ground and began putting more wood on to the fire so it was ready for when dinner came, "How about Bacon?"

"No!" both Perrie and I cried, "We can't name him that!"

"Why not?" Emma asked, sitting up in her hammock, "The pig in Toy Story was called Ham or something."

Harry leant back against my legs, "Well then it's settled. I hereby christen the pig Bacon."

I began toying with the ends of his hair, twirling it around my fingers which made him hum quietly to himself while I got an idea. 

"What are you doing?" he asked as I began braiding it, whining when I stopped, "I didn't say stop. I was just wondering what you were doing."

"You just have really soft hair," I mumbled, "So nice to braid and stuff. Actually, I haven't seen it up. Can I do that?" 

He shrugged and I took that as a yes before quickly using the hair tie on my wrist to put in up in a bun, "It looks better than mine!" 

He laughed and looked back at me, "Don't worry. I'll give you the perfect bun tutorial later on." 

I smiled and pulled it out again, making his hair fall down onto his shoulders and I quickly began braiding it again. 

"You two are really cute," Justin said, "It's actually rather sickening." 

"Shut up," Harry murmured, his hand reaching back to run over the braids, but I smacked it away, "Ow."

"Dude, you're letting her braid your hair! Talk about whipped."

"Hey," I said quietly, "Leave him alone. Besides, I think he looks good."

Harry had a smug look on his face as he nodded, "And it feels nice." 

Perrie suddenly appeared holding a note, "Guys, I got this from the telegraph. We've each got a disponsable camera to use however we want." 

"Ooh," I said excitedly, getting up from the log, which made Harry fall back and bump his head, "This could be fun." 

She nodded and snapped a photo of me, "Everyone get in. I want one with all of you."

We all scrambled to get into a position to make it a good photo and she looked through the viewfinder, "Yes. Stay like that, it's a good position." 

Once she was done, Alan came to take a seat beside me, "I'd say that we are the best group of people to come in here." 

"Why?" Harry asked, reaching up to disconnect the food bag and I couldn't help but stare at the skin on his exposed torso and I stared at him until Alan nudged me. 

"As I was saying, I just think that we've gotten on better than any other camp before us. Sure, we've had arguments but nothing that tore the whole group apart."

"He's got a point." 

I smiled to myself, thinking about tomorrow's vote. There were only four days left and to be honest, I was surprised that I had lasted this long. 

"Who wants to cook?" Harry asked loudly and Perrie and Emma quickly volunteered, determined to redeem themselves after the whole dinner with the burnt sausages so he came to sit down beside me, "Whatcha thinking 'bout?" 

I rest my head on his shoulder, "Just stuff." 

"What kind of stuff?" 

"Someone's nosey," I teased, "It's just how I can't believe that this is will be over in a couple of days. Is it bad that I kinda want to stay?" 

He smiled at me, "You could always come back. Hell, you could even move here if you wanted to. Austrailia I mean. Not the jungle." 

"I knew what you meant," I giggled "But I don't think I could. My whole life is back in Glasgow. Besides, have you seen the size of the spiders out here? I don't think so." 

He nodded and pulled me closer into his side, "Fair enough."

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The next morning, I woke up a tad earlier than the others and I had a feeling in my stomach that I would be going home today so as quiet as I could, I got my bag from under my bag and began packing what little that I had. 

Harry was still sound asleep in his bed and I smiled to myself, getting the camera from my bag and quickly snapped a photo of him, letting out a quiet laugh as the flash woke him up. Maybe he wasn't as sound asleep as I had thought.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up, his gaze going straight to the bag that was on my bed, "What are you doing?" 

I shrugged and went back to pushing my things in the bag, "Just packing." 

"Why?"

"Well, who knows?" I asked, "I think I'm going home." 

He stood up and stretched, coming to stand behind me as his hands landed on my waist, "You won't be going home." 

Just then, Alan called that Ant and Dec were here and I turned to look at Harry, resting my hand on his cheek, "We'll soon see, huh?" 

He took my hand as we climbed down the steps to the fire, where everyone was waiting nervously and before I could sit down, he did and then pulled me into his lap, causing me to flush slightly. 

My hands came to rest on his that were on my stomach and I gently rubbed my thumb against his knuckles. 

"Well, here we go." Ant smiled, "Justin, it's not you." 

"Emma, it could be you." 

"Harry, it's not you. Same with you Perrie." 

I felt Harry's hands tighten their grip and I smiled slightly. Alan was going to get through so it was clear that I was going to be going home.

"Alan, it's not you." Dec finally said, "So Sarah, that means it could be you. And the next person to leave I'm a celebrity get me out of here is...both of you."