My eyes open slowly, being invaded by the morning sun seeping through the open slit in the door of the tent. My lips are dry and my head is throbbing. I defiantly drank too much last night-
Hang on, I didn't drink last night... Did I? The last thing I remember is going to bed as soon as we got back to the camp.
Then somehow being at the fire-pit.
The whole of my body feels stiff as I lift my head, realising that I'm not in my own tent. I turn to my right and see a head of hair on the pillow next to me, but soon figure out it's Zayn.
Oh god! What did happened last night?
I groan in slight frustration, what normal person forgets a whole night of events without even consuming any intoxicating substances.
That's the thing, you aren't normal. Livy mocks me whilst I rack my brains, trying to identify how I ended up around the campfire last night.
This was just a sneaky preview of Wednesday's chapter...
What do you think happened? Any predictions?
I go back to school tomorrow (after the Easter holidays) and start my exams in about a month, so I'm not guaranteeing regular updates, but I am going to aim to have this book completed by New Year's Eve.
Don't worry, this will be a trilogy of novels, so there will be plenty more from Olivia, but this first book should be done before 2017.
Love you,
Bye hunni's❤
Charlotte, x
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Around the campfire [h.s au] {RECONSTRUCTION}
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