Part 2

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It's been two days on a this island and all I can say is,I've never been so bored in my life.
Dont get me wrong,it's beautiful but apart from being annoyed from Louis ,it really has been boring..

As I start to get ready for bed sounds come from my window.
"Huh"?I say to myself..who would be having a party at 11 o'clock?
Peering out my window I see half my class on a boat partying..

Without realising it i start to climb out my window.Harry what are you doing?I tell to myself but somehow i continue to walk to that boat!

Finally approaching the boat my personal space is snatched off me,body's rubbing against each other as music blasts..
As I awkwardly stand there wondering why I came here I see a familiar pair of blue piercing eyes stare at me,wait piercing?what am I on a about.

I find myself staring back but suddenly sirens are heard,police are approaching..
I think to myself run but suddenly somebody falls into me causing me to slip and fall off the boat..

Water fills my lungs as I try to fight the rip,I
really should have gotten swimming lessons as a kid..

Out of nowhere strong arms grab my wait lifting me to the surface where I grab my first breath of fresh air.
"What are you doing?"I say my face looking surprised as I saw Louis?
"Saving your arse"he grunts as he sees a life boat.

"Come on we can get on this"he shouts as he tries to talk over the loud thunder going on.

Suddenly I'm being pulled onto a life boat,my mind feels fuzzy and I feel sick from the amount of water I consumed.I try to struggle away from him adamant I  didn't need help even though I could barely see..

"Hold still"Louis grunts as he grabs my waist and lifting me first onto the life boat.
As he gets us safely on the life boat we get further and further away from the shore,from safety and security..

As I try to sit up I am pushed back down..
"Rest,we can figure this out in the morning"he says a little bit more normally.The boys shiver as rain drops over them.
I nod as I nudge a bit closer,hoping he wouldn't realise..
As my mind try's to worry blackness takes over me,the storm somehow lulling me to sleep..or maybe the fact his arm crept around my shoulder..

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