Around the campfire [h.s au] {RECONSTRUCTION}

XI: Dirty Harry...

Warning: may include triggers.

We reached 200 comments last night so here's my thank you (though it's quite a depressing, sorry sorry sorry).

Sad Cara/Olivia photo and Dirty Harry by Grace in the side bar/above❤️

Hope you like it❤️

Our group are strolling through the old fashioned, yet stunning, streets of the quaint little village near our campsite. Currently, I am talking to Emily (I changed Annie's name to Emily because I prefer that name for her character aha) about what we want to get from the restaurant- we go to the same one every year and I just love the Cajun chicken salad.

"Yeah, I might go for my usual too but I'm going to check if they have anything new." Emily responds with a laugh.

"Hey, Olivia!" Harry's distinctive voice calls from behind me as he jogs to catch up (Emily and I were at the front of the group).

"Hey Harold, what's up?" I respond cheerily, "oh my gosh! What happened to your face? Who did that?" I interrogate once I notice the bruise on his jaw. It wasn't there earlier, that's for sure.

"Yeah, Zayn thought I kissed you without making sure it was okay and he punched me and said 'I told you not to push her too far'," he chuckles, imitating Zayn badly, " but then I explained that you kissed me first and he said sorry and then started to question me but didn't get much out of me. So I came to give you a heads up before he quizzes you on it."

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, didn't hurt that much," he smirks as Zayn shouts 'yes it did, don't lie!' From a few metres behind.

"Don't earwig, Zayn!" I call back before whispering, to Harry, "thanks for the warning."

Harry and I have a short conversation about the day and laugh at the memories, especially about when he tried to get out of the pond but slipped and fell back into the water with a huge splash. Before we know it, we arrive at the restaurant and they seat the 14 of us right away.

We have a circular table and sit in the order of Zayn, Niall, Emily, Louis, Liam, Tiegan, Harry, me, Jess, Paige, Michael, Kass, Elle and Charley in clockwise order. Of course, Zayn put me next to Harry and opposite him, right in the middle of the semi-circle sofa so I can't get out very easily.

An elderly waitress comes around and gets our drink orders and Zayn quickly orders for himself and I (he already asked what I wanted) before giving me a look that says he wants me to go with him.

He gets out and I slowly excuse myself (after asking everyone on my right hand side to mind out of the way) and follow after him.

As I round the corner, I am grabbed by the arm and pulled into a corner with a hand over my mouth. I try to scream but then I see that it is just Zayn and realise that I need to stop being so jumpy all the time.

"Hey! You really should stop doing this that sort of thing to me, you know it makes me spooked," I breath out when he lets go of me.

"I know, I know, I'm sorry- but look," he whispers, nodding his head to something behind me and I notice Harry wandering around looking for something. For Zayn and I.

He huffs and turns around, running his hand through his hair and walking back to the table.

"Do you think he was coming to find us?"

"Well duh, Liv, he wanted to be there for you when I attack you with question!" He chuckles and pokes my cheek.

"Actually, mister, I have a bone to pick with you first!"