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five

a/n: it has been yeeeeears since i last logged into here and i remembered i have about 20+ drafted chapters in 2016 (?!!?!) that i never got to publish. i mean we're all in a weird place right and spending lots of time inside. i decided i want to publish these chapters because i remember how much i loved writing this story and i want people to enjoy it <3

Everything was blue the minute I opened my eyes. My eyes took time to adjust to the blue tint in the tent and for a brief second I had forgotten where I was until I heard a light snoring sound next to me.

Harry.

I wasn't home. Far from it, actually. Day one had been okay, except for the nighttime when I almost peed in my pants after roaming around the halls with Harry. Sleeping wise, I had actually slept well and I mentally thanked myself for bringing the blow-up mattress instead of a thin one that came with the sleeping bag. If I was going to stay here for a week, it was good that I was sleeping well.

For some reason, I couldn't help but stare at the peaceful boy laying right next to me only inches from each other. I listened to his breathing as I studies the details in his face, not in a creepy way. There was no way I could deny that he was a breathtaking beautiful guy. He was the typical handsome senior guy all the girls at school would have a crush on. I could see it. How the freshmen girls turned their heads with a giggly smile whenever Harry walked past them and instantly turned into puddles.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly as his chest slowly went up and down. His dark brown curls covered a good portion of his forehead. I wanted to stare into his light green eyes. I had always loved blue or green eyes, mostly because I had basic brown eyes myself.

After a while of letting my thoughts flow and staring up at the ceiling. Harry started to shift position and his eyes slowly opened.

"Morning sunshine," I said, giving him a soft smile.

"Good morning," he said gladly, sitting up. "What time is it?"

I fished up my phone from the floor and looked at the clock. "11 am."

"I could get used to mornings like these. A week where I don't have to wake up at 6:30 am is what I need."

"This scenario could have been a lot better if we were in a different place," I groaned.

"I have a cabin by the lake. We can go there next time," he said sleepily.

"Let's hope we survive the week at Hellcliff first," I said, sitting up next to him.

"Or you could sleep through the week," he grinned. He pushed me back so I fell down on my pillow.

I tried to do the same to him, to my fail he didn't move an inch. He laughed at my stupid attempt while I rolled my eyes at him.

"Come on, let's freshen up before we eat some breakfast," he said.

Both if us grabbed our toilet bags and a bottle of water and headed down to the little river. After we freshened up and I complained about us living like cavemen, we went back up to the tent and prepared breakfast.

The food wasn't something to brag about. When all you had was a mini grill and gallons of water, it had to involve lots of ramen. Harry and I exchanged some funny looks while we were blowing on the hot food.

"What are our plans for today?" He asked.

"What options do we have?" I said, looking around at the big creepy eating hall we were in.