Dire {h.s.}

28

Harry Styles

I haven't been able to see them for what feels like an entirety, and I'm so excited to be back home. The drive is almost over, from what I remember the bus driver saying. I know that everyone is there waiting for me, mum told me they would be there for my birthday, and to of course greet me back from camp.

This camping trip with Alex and Ollie has been fun, but I'm ready to be home.

"––Harry!" Alex's voice cuts through my thoughts, making me snap back to reality and look away from the window, the view being the passing trees.

"Yes?" I ask, giving him all of my attention now.

"I asked if you wanted to play cards with me, but you're too distracted daydreaming."

I smile and shake my head, "I'm good, but thanks."

"Why not?" he asks, raising a brow, looking offended.

I shrug my shoulders, "Not in the mood... ask Ollie."

He rolls his eyes and turns to his right, "Ollie, do you want to play cards with me?"

Ollie looks at him and takes a few seconds to think over the idea of this, before nodding his head. "Sure, why not."

For the next hour or two, I watch their card game go on and on, Ollie keeps winning and frustrating Alex, as he instructs to continue the game until he wins, despite always losing.

"You're cheating!" Alex exclaims after what seems the fiftieth round.

"Am not, you just suck!" Ollie snaps back with a laugh, frustrating Alex even more.

Suddenly, a girl appears standing at the end of our row, staring at us. Her dirty blonde hair is pulled into two braids going down her shoulders, and she's wearing an outfit of jeans, bright pink sketchers, and a purple jacket that seems too big on her. "May I play with you?" she asks, tilting her head.

Alex and Ollie exchange looks with me, before Ollie shrugs and nods, "Sure, why not."

A smile breaks over her face, "Great!"

Ollie slides over to give her space on the edge of the seat. "Okay, do you need instructions or do you know how to play?"

The girl nods, "I know how to play."

"Great! I'm Ollie, by the way." He says, introducing himself.

"Alex,"

The girl looks over to me, waiting for my name. "I'm Harry,"

She smiles back at each of us, showing small dimples within her cheeks. "I'm Avah," She says kindly, "But you can call me Av."

We've been watching Avah play cards with Alex over and over again, and she's been winning just like Ollie has. We've made the conclusion that Alex just sucks at card games.

"I win!" She cheers proudly, smiling from ear to ear.

"No fair!" Alex whines,

"Completely fair, we've been watching her." Ollie says, shutting Alex down immediately.

Suddenly, the bus comes to a stop. We all shoot our attention to the windows to find that we're at a stop... my stop.

"I'm home!" I cheer, instantly standing to my feet. "Finally!" I squeeze my way out between the seats and my three friends, before grabbing my backpack from the top shelf compartment of the bus, pulling the straps over my shoulders.

"We'll see you later then?" Alex says,

I nod eagerly, "Yeah!"

"Bye, Harry." Avah says with a smile, as Ollie and Alex scoot over to create more room from my now empty seat.