I squint my eyes at the sunlight piercing through my eyes. One of the windows of the tent must be open. It feels a bit weird cos I'm sleeping on something soft. I don't bother to find out what it is as far as it keeps me warm, feels soft and comfortable. I hug it tighter. It smells so good.
What is it? I don't remember sleeping on a pillow.
Then it moves. "Stop moving." I mumble and it stops.
I move my face up and down on the soft thing. It's not flat but curvy. It moves again.
This time I open my eyes a bit to see what it actually is.
"Oh fuck!" I push myself back.
"What? What? I don't have your horse." Harry sits up straight and rambles.
"I'm sorry!" I push my hair back.
"What happened?" He rubs his eyes.
Even though he just woke up, he looks as beautiful as he did last night. Me, on the other hand looks like I had just left 'survivors' after two years.
I'm glad he doesn't remember or has a clue that I was hugging him thinking he was my pillow. He did feel warm and soft though.
"Nothing err nothing." I get out of the tent in a haste.
"There you are! We've been looking everywhere for you." Liam runs towards me.
"Me? Why?"
"Nellie said you were sleeping in a sleeping bag and there's no sleeping bag here! We thought some bear ate you!"
"There are no bears here, Liam."
"But we thought so! You know how scary it.." His eyes move from me to something behind me.
I follow and find Harry standing behind me, stretching, smiling, SHIRTLESS.
Liam looks at me then Harry then Me and he says, "oh"
"Nonononono No, Liam No it's not what it looks like."
"It's, it's alright don't don't tell me. I don't wanna know." He starts to walk backwards.
"No you need to hear this we weren't.."
"Ahhh!" He covers his ears, "I don't wanna know. I don't wanna know!"
Ugh god! Just listen to me for a second!
He runs off not hearing a word I have to say.
"Jesus fucking christ!" I groan covering my eyes.
"You know, you swear a lot." Harry says standing next to me. His hands on his waist.
I should be mad at him at this moment but I'm not. Instead, I laugh, shaking my head.
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Ride back home is a bit awkward. Liam hasn't said a word to me or Harry or anyone for that matter. He is driving in silence. Louis on the other hand won't shut up.
"And then he ran off, playing with it as if teasing everyone. He curved it left then right and then BOOM goal! It happened in a flash! Just like that. I was.."
I look at Liam's face through the rear view mirror. It's like he's lost in his own world. His eyes are fixed on the road. He has never been like that.
That's it. Something is bothering my friend and I can't just leave him like that for hours.
"Liam, stop the van."
He doesn't even ask why and stops it immediately. Everyone looks at me.
"Can we talk?" I ask Liam.
"Yeah.." He frowns.
I take him to the front of the van.
"What's going on?" I cross my arms.
