Opposites Attract

Chapter 12 : Jealousy?

I looked up at the sky, when I came out of the water. Do I hear helicopters? Harry is just down the shore, tanning I guess. "Harry!" I shout, running towards him.

"Yeah, babe?" I sit on top of his lap, either leg on both sides of his waist. "I think we're leaving this place." I say, hugging him. Harry chuckles. "What? How do you know?" He asks, confusedly. "Look", I point to something flying. I smile at Harry. "We're finally leaving!" I grin.

Harry smirks, "Yes we are!" He kisses my cheek when the helicopter comes down to shore. Two men come down and drag us inside the helicopter.

They buckle us, and give us headphones from the wind. I sit next to Harry on my left, and a 20-year-old man on the left. The pilot starts talking. "Hi guys. My names Gary, I'll be taking you back to where you're from. Where are you from?" Gary asks.

"San Diego please." I speak. "Okay! It will be almost 1 hour to get there. Hold tight." Gary says, as we lift off the ground into the air.

I look at Harry, he smiles comfortably at me and places his hand on my knee. I sigh in relief that we're going home. Finally, after almost 4 months, we're going home.

I get to see my mom again, my brothers, Beatrice. I get to stay home. Go back to school, live life normal like the way it was. For a moment, I thought my life was over. I thought i was gonna die on the island.

"My names Ian", the guy next to me spoke. "I could help you with anything you need, questions, anything." Ian said. Luckily, everyone could hear our conversation.

"Uh, I had one question." Harry popped up. "And that is?" Ian says. "What island did we exactly come from?" Harry asks.

"Well, it's a long story. Hawaii actually has a few of unknown islands. We were actually the first people to discover one that was located here." Ian smirked at me. I blush slightly. Is he trying to flirt? He is good looking I guess, but I'm only seventeen.

"I have one." I smile at him, I haven't looked at Harry yet. "Yes?" Ian raises an eyebrow and smirks. "Can you massage me right here?" I point to my shoulder. "Sure." Ian stutters.

I wasn't kidding, my shoulder hurt as hell. I turned my body towards Harry while Ian massages my shoulder. Harry looks angry. He glares at Ian.

"What was that for?!" I whisper. "My shoulder hurts." I say sternly. He groans. "I could've done that for you." Harry mumbles. "What was that?" I ask Harry. "Non." Harry groans.

I roll my eyes and fall asleep when Ian is still rubbing my shoulders.