I'm a Celebrity Get Me Out of Here! (Harry Styles)

Chapter Eleven.

Sorry for not updating sooner! I've been working nightshifts and stuff so I haven't had time! D:

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Everyone was sitting around camp waiting anxiously to see if we were right about the trial.

Since I was sitting closest to the entrance to camp, I was the first to notice that it was Norman who was walking towards us and inwardly groaned. I wouldn't hear the end of this.

"Guys!" I called, grabbing everyone's attention just as Norman entered the camp.

Everyone who had voted for him let out a cheer and Alan stood up, "Did you win."

Norman nodeed, "And I heard you guys made the right choice so congratulations, you eat tonight."

"We eat tonight." I corrected him, holding out my hand, "I'm Sarah."

He shook my hand, "Norman."

Inside, I let out a little fangirlish shriek but on the outside, I was calm, "Nice to meet you."

I let him go meet everyone else and Harry came over to sit by me, "Who is he?"

"An actor...a really good actor." I relied and a you can probably tell, I was a fan of him.

"Is it bad that I've never heard of him?" Harry asked again.

"When we get out of here, I'm gonna make you watch countless things with him in it." I informed him.

"Is that a threat or a promise?" he smiled cheekily.

I nudged him with my shoulder as Norman started speaking, "Mollie? She's having to spend the night somewhere else."

"Well at least we get to eat tonight." Linda murmured.

I rolled my eyes, she was going on as if she hadn't eaten in days which wasn't true. We ate yesterday thanks to Emma doing the trial.

"I'm sure it won't be that bad." Norman muttered, looking around at us all.

"It might not be bad but it certainly won't be nice either." I answered, giving him a small smile.

He sat down on the nearest log and sighed, "Maybe I should have researched this show better before agreeing to coming in."

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*Harry's POV*

Perrie, Emma, Sarah and I were all sitting around the fire leaning against each other, dozing off as the sun went down and it got dark.

"I'll cook when the food comes." Justin said, taking a seat across from us.

I held my tongue, not having the energy to argue with him.

Perrie lifted her head from Sarah's shoulder, "Harry normally cooks when we win proper food."

I smiled to myself, everybody likes my cooking.

"Can't someone else have a go?" Justin asked.

I stopped Perrie from replying and done it myself, "You can cook if you want. We're probably going to get a meat so you'll have to ask everybody how they like it and ask everybody for suggestions, don't ju-" He cut me off by standing up "You know what? I'd probably burn it. Maybe I'll just leave it to you." with that he scurried off.

I laughed slightly, looking up to see the food bag coming down and got up slowly, making sure I didn't disturb Emma who was asleep on my shoulder. I shrugged off my jacket and balled it up before I lowered her head down onto it.

Perrie stood up, "Since Sarah is asleep, can I help?"

I gave her a smile as she followed me over to where I normally prepare the food, "Course you can!"

"What do we have to eat tonight?" she asked, leaning over me to take a peek in the bag.

"Goat." I answered, watching as her face scrunched up.

"I've never eaten a goat before. Only lamb." Sarah yawned, taking a seat on my other side, picking up the second vegetable knife.

That was us set up for the cooking process; I dealt with the meat while the two girls chopped up the few vegetables that we got.

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*Sarah's POV*

After dinner, I got called into the bush telegraph to be told that I had to pick a partner and then go and rescue Mollie from her jungle cell and if my partner and I managed to get out of the camp without being noticed, we'd get a treat.

I slowly made my way back into the camp and made my way over to where Harry was cleaning dishes, tapping him on the shoulder and gesturing for him to follow me.

He looked confused, but followed me anyway and I didn't stop walking until we were a good distance away from the camp. "What's going on?" he asked.

I put my hand on his arm, getting him to stop, "How would you like to join me on a mission to rescue our missing campmate?"

He eagerly nodded, "I'd love to. I haven't been out of this camp in almost a week and a half. Just let me get my hat."

I shook my head, "No, you can't. We have to sneak out and if people don't notice, we get a treat."

Smiling, he turned back to me, "Shall we just go?"

I giggled, letting out a shriek as he grabbed my hand and started pulling me further into the trees, taking the lead in finding our challenge.

We followed countless arrows, finally coming across a tiny cell made out of bamboo. Inside, Mollie was sitting on matress on the ground.

"Oh thank goodness!" she cried, leaping up when we came into view, "I wwas wondering when someone would come and find me!"

Harry and I both smiled at her then moved our attention to the large board that was attatched to the front of the cell.

"It's a jigsaw..." I murmured, taking in the four corners that were already filled in and the rest of the board was blank, "But where's the other piec-" I let out a squeal as large pieces of the puzzle were dropped on top of us.

"Okay, so all we have to do is put the pieces together. Simple." Harry said from beside me, picking up a piece of the puzzle and snapping it into place.

It seemed a little too simple, but since that was the only logical thing to do, I picked up another piece and began working out where it was to go.

The puzzle only took us a few minutes to complete and when we finished, we waited for the cell to open...but it didn't.

"Oh! There's another note on that tree!" Mollie exclaimed, pointing to our lefts.

Harry went to read it while I read the puzzle to make sure it was all in the right places. It turns out that the picture in the puzzle was a letter adressed to Ant and Dec.

"Sarah..." Harry groaned, making me look over at him, "We have to count all the letters..."

I let out a groan and slumped against the cell, "Okay. I'll count."

Both Harry and Mollie stayed silent as I counted the letters and I have to admit, I thought I had lost count a few times but then managed to get the number back into my head.

"One thousand and sixty one." I finally whispered, turning back to the two of them.

Harry went over to the keypad that nobody seemed to have noticed when we came in and typed in the number I had said. I just prayed that it was right.

"Aha!" I squealed as the door to the cell opened and Mollie came running out.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she chanted, wrapping her arms around the two of us.

Now all we had to do was find out if the rest of the camp had noticed we had gone.