*Max's P.o.V*
"Harry?" I whisper for him as I open the bedroom door. "Harry!" He's not in the room at all. I would've seen him if he came downstairs. When I notice that a window is open, my heart drops. I slowly walk over to the open window with my eyes closed, not ready to see what's below.
The cool wind feels nice on my arms. Since I can feel the wind, I open my eyes and look out the window.
"Harry?" I call for him who is on the roof just sitting down and looking at me. "Thank goodness you're still alive." I let out a relieved sigh and take a seat beside him.
"Sorry that I scared you." He apologises with a large, crinkled grin.
"What are you doing out here?" I ask him.
"It's nice to enjoy the wind once in awhile." He says while closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath. I look out into the distance with thought.
"We took it for granted." I say.
"Yeah. Now the only way to enjoy it most of the time is by running away but then you don't pay attention because you're scared half to death."
"It's very nice to enjoy it without running away." I look over to him smiling and he returns it.
"I sure don't take mosquitoes for granted though." Harry says and we both start laughing.
"True but it's nice to know that a blood sucker survives." I just ruined the happy mood.
"Well, we should go back inside to get some rest." Harry says while getting up and I follow suit. But before I go in after Harry, I look back on the horizon to take in the view. Something catches my eye though. "You coming back in Max?" He asks me so I point towards the smoke. Harry comes back outside beside me.
"Who could it be?" I look up to him with confusion.
"Maybe Phil."
"Who's Phil?"
"Luke's friend."
"We should probably go and tell Phil, if that is him, that Luke is alright." Harry will more than likely reject my plan.
"We should." Harry nods to me and I smile a little.
*
Everyone is asleep so Harry and I can leave now. We volunteered to keep guard so we can leave without anyone knowing, except for Luke who can't sleep anyways due to pain. Harry told him that we're just going to scout the area so us meeting Phil can be a surprise for him.
As we're on our way to the smoke, we stab the zombies so our bullets don't wake up the crew and startle them. With every step we take, we get closer and closer to Phil. Hopefully it is Phil and no stranger.
When we reach the smoke, it's put out. There is a group of just sticks that are lightly smoking from being put out.
"Damn." Harry says with frustration.
"We should just go back to the house." I shrug my shoulders in defeat and Harry nods in agreement but as we're about to go back, I hear a twig snap. Harry hears it too because he turns around as well.
"Who's there?" Harry hollers in the same direction that the twig snapped. It's obviously not a zombie because we would hear moans.
"Let's just go back Harry." I walk up to him and pull on his arm but he just takes my hand.
"We're not leaving until we find out who or what is close by because we don't want them following us back to the house." Harry whispers the last part to me.
We slowly walk towards the sound with our guns out. All of the sudden, we hear lots of snapping and before we know it we're in a net in the air. The impact of Harry and I hitting hurt very hard, let alone knocking my breath out. I can tell it knocked out Harry's as well because he's catching his breath as well. When we can finally breathe, we untangle ourselves from each other.
"Who did this?" Harry tries to scream but his voice fails while I'm shaking horribly with fear. Harry stops screaming once he notice's me shaking so he puts me in his arms to try to calm me down.
"Look who is caught in my trap." A man comes out from the trees.
"What do you want?" Harry asks while I finally look at the man and Harry lets go of me. If I'm not mistaken, we found the man we we're trying to find. More like he found us.
"Nothing really." Phil shrugs his shoulders as if Luke doesn't exist.
"Don't you want your friend?" I ask him with shakiness in my voice.
"No, he's worthless anyways." I scowl at him.
"Guess we'll just tell him that." Harry tells Phil and his face drops while Harry gives him a grin. "Yes he's still alive." Phil then grins with evilness.
"You won't be telling him nothing once you two lovers starve to death or die of thirst." Phil says then walks away.
"Come back here!" Harry commands Phil but he disappears into the bushes.
"You're so funny Harry." I shake my head while snickering.
"What?" He asks me with a huff.
"Telling him to come back here isn't going to free us." I run a hand through my hair.
"I just wanted to slice his palm, that's all." Harry shrugs while I cower slightly in fear. I'm not scared of Harry at all but the words coming out of his mouth is foreign to me.
"Let's just focus of getting down." I say with a sigh while I get out my knife and start to cut the rope.
"We're gonna end up falling down and maybe breaking out legs if you cut it like that." Harry warns me and I stop cutting the rope and think.
"If I cut a hole big enough for us to get through at the top, we can get out and climb on the tree." I suggest and Harry gets to cutting the opening without hesitation.
Once the hole is cut, I signal Harry to go first and he does. His hand reaches down for me when he's safely on the tree branch. I struggle a little but at least I'm free now.
*
When we arrive back to the house, I immediately go inside to tell Luke about Phil but Harry grabs my arm and pulls me to him.
"We shouldn't tell him." Harry tells me and I look at him with confusion while he lets me go.
"Why not?"
"It's for them to battle it out, not us." Harry goes in front of me to go inside first. What is up with him? He's acting strange to me.
