Dedicated to meg for the mazing cover and her having to make it twice thnx meg!
***Harrys POV****
We franticly stuff all the money that we won from poker into a sack that I was carrying. We will split that later. We sprint out of the crowded pub and run through people, dodging the occasional child that's crying.
"You run like a girl." Zayn says to me even though I'm in front.
"Maybe," I reply, " But I'm the one that has the tickets." I make a point, referring to the tickets in my hand.
"C'mon I thought you were fast." I decide to add in.
We make a final sharp turn before running up the isle ladder thing. I wish I had enough money when I was small to go to school then I probably would of known what that was.
"Stop, stop!" I yell at the people closing the door. "Were passengers."
I hand our tickets over to the man standing at the door. He looks up at us with a weird look on his face. If it weren't for me begging him to let us in, I would of punched him in the face.
"Have you been through health inspection?" He asks us with disgusted look on his face.
"Of coarse," what he doesn't know cant hurt him, "Any way we don't have any lice we are both Americans, both of us." I quickly turn around and wink at Zayn. He all of a sudden puts a huge fake smile on. I will have to talk to him about that later.
"Right." The man answers, what a fool.
We jump over the big gap and we are on board. We made it. Relief takes over me.
"We are the luckiest son of a bitches in the world, you know that." I say as soon as we are out of hearing distance of the man.
We then run to the deck. Around the deck there are people crying, hugging and waving good bye to there loved ones. I join in on the waving.
"Goodbye!" I yell to know one I particular. The boat leaves the dock and the loud buzzing noise triples.
"You know somebody?" Zayn asks what a gullible fool, he should know me better then anybody. I feel the propeller jerk under my feet that means we have started to move.
"Coarse not, that's not the point." I say, "GOODBYE ILL MISS YOU."
Zayn steps up on the railing. "Goodbye." He caught on, I smirk to myself.
"GOODBYE"
"GOODBYE"
"ILL MISS YOU"
"I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU"
"GOODBYE"
After about ten minutes of our maniac screaming to no one, we decide to go to our room.
320
327
343........
.........360 I mumble numbers on the doors while walking down the white, crowded corridor.
"Ah, 376" I say to Zayn who is following behind.
"Hey mate, How ya doin? my names Harry." I say to the two German men who were expecting there friends obviously. I try not to laugh at there confused faces. I shake there hands and turn around to see that Zayn is already made himself comfortable on the top bunk.
"Who says you get top bunk, huh?" I lightly punch Zayn in the stomach and he giggles.
