Stranded

Chapter 11

"What?" I ask, confused.

"The reason why I've been such a dick to you all these years is because I like you. But I knew, even back then, that Niall loved you. And the only way to get him away from you was to do what I did. Exchange me leaving you alone for him leaving you alone too."

"Well, you're too late. I love Niall. Not you. You've done too much shit to me, Harry." I say and then cross my arms.

"I know. I know I'm too late and I know you hate me and I know it's all my fault. But, I want you to know that I really am sorry. I see how you get along with all the other guys and to be honest, I jealous. I'm hoping we can atleast get along." he says.

"I don't know, Harry." I say.

I really am not sure about getting along with Harry. It would be a hell of a lot easier of we weren't fighting all the time, but we only fight because of him. If I had my way, I wouldn't say a word to him.

"We don't have to move too fast. In fact, we can move painfully slow if it takes. But, let's start out with a truce." he says and then sticks out his hand for me to shake.

What do I do?

Technically, he's just calling a truce. It's not like he's asking to be friends or something.

"What exactly does this truce entail?" I ask and he chuckles.

"It just means that we aren't enemies anymore, but we aren't friends either. And it also means I stop being such a meanie to you." he says. I think for a moment.

Well, if we're going to be here for a while, I might as well just accept this truce. What or who could it harm?

"Alright fine. But no funny buisness Harry." I say and then shake his hand. He smiles friendly at me and I'm just now noticing how adorable it is. It's different from his usual, cocky smirks.

Damn. Look at those dimples.

"Okay. I got 'em. Let's keep going. We have to make it back before dark." Niall says as he lands on the ground. He takes my hand in his and we continue walking, Harry walking beside me instead of behind me.

So far, we've collected three bunches of banannas, some more moss, those plants that Zayn made the soap out of, and a couple water lily's.

"A Lily for my Lilli." Niall says as he hands it to me and then smiles. I can't help but smile back at him and notice how Harry's shifting uncomfortably.

"Well, we should probably keep going. Unless you guys want to start heading back. " Harry says.

"We can go just a little bit further and see if we can find anything." Niall says and Harry and I reluctantly agree.

"Niall, I don't know. I think we should start heading back. It's almost dark already." I say.

"Just a little bit farther." he says.

We're walking for a little bit farther when Niall steps in a hole, hurting his ankle.

"Niall! Goddammit I told you we shouldn't have gone this far!" I say. I'm not exactly mad at him, I'm just scared as hell.

"Here, let's get him over to that tree." Harry says. He takes one side of Niall and I take the other and we carry him over to the tree and set him down.

"Niall, are you okay?" I ask him.

"Yeah, but I think I might've sprained my ankle. I'll be fine though." he says. I can tell his ankle is hurting him more than he's letting on.

"Now what the hell are we going to do? We're a good bit from the beach and I don't know if we can carry him all the way there and make it before it gets darker." I say.

"I could carry him, but we wouldn't make it there before it gets even darker." Harry says. The sun's setting quickly and I know it's not safe to go wandering about when it's dark.

"We might have to camp out here." Harry says.

And this whole 'being stranded with Harry thing' just got even more complicated. 

A/N

Such a horrible chapter, I know. But it's been a while since I've updated. I'm sorry guys. I'm not feeling to well:(