(A/N:) Sorry for any spelling/grammatical errors
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Harry's P.O.V
The hike wasn't as bad as I thought. We took some funny photos with our cameras, and it was a nice change to be in such a large area we could walk through without being stopped for autographs, photos or paparazzi.
"A week. That is 168 hours. 10080 minutes. Joy," Louis said sarcastically as we were heading uphill.
"Stop being such downer Louis," Jaymi joked, stopping to take a picture of a very unique wet leaf.
"I would be totally fine with this if it wasn't a week long, like why couldn't we just go for a walk out here for a few hours, you know?"
"Because we need to 'bond,'" George grinned, using air quotes around the word 'bond'.
"I think we know each other well enough. It's not like I hate any of you,"
"Good to know, sass masta," I shook my head, grinning.
"Hey! This looks like a good place to pitch the tents!" Liam called. He was ahead of Louis, George, Jaymi, Zayn and me, and was waving us to check it out.
"It's already got a place for a campfire, the floor is pretty flat and it has a picnic table!" Liam said, pointing towards a moldy, rotting table that was sinking into the wet ground.
"From the caveman times,"
"Well we have to pick a place soon, it'll be dark in a few hours," Liam protested.
Josh agreed with Liam, dropping his backpack by a tree. "Liam is right, this is the best place we've seen and I really don't want to be pitching the tents in the dark,"
"Alright, but I don't know how to pitch tents," Louis shrugged, dropping his backpack beside Josh's.
"Thats fine, you can collect wood for the fire,"
Everyone was assigned a job. JJ, Liam, Josh and Niall worked on getting the two big tents set up. Jaymi and George were unpacking supplies while Zayn, Louis and I were collecting wood.
"It's hard, most of this wood is wet from the rain," Zayn called.
"Look for branches under the taller, bigger trees, they are probably dry enough," I replied.
I put down my already collected branches and walked a fair distance for more dry wood. I found a very large tree and had some branches tossed around base of the trunk.
"My nephew Jim, he is severely mentally disturbed and you had no right bothering him…"
"We weren't bothering him…he didn't even seem to know we were there!"
If Jim was "severely mentally disturbed" then why is he being kept in a cabin in the middle of nowhere? Clearly no doctors or psychiatrists were nowhere close to the forest and would require two hour drives into the closest city.
Snap!
I whirled round, my eyes searching for the source of the sound.
"Zayn?" I called out, couching the wood.
"Louis? This isn't funny!"
Snap!
As I stepped back I tripped over a tree root, causing me to crash to the wet, moist forest floor.
"Round we go,
The world is spinning,
When it's stops,
