Long way Down {COMPLETED}

Fourteen.

Harry's POV

"Who is that?" I asked Niall as a black cat pulled up to our cabins.

"I'm not sure. I know one more person was supposed to be on this mission trip," he shrugged stuffing a bite of his sandwich in his mouth.

"That's Ana," Taylor, a girl on the mission from America said. "She's on the board of founders for the foundation," she stated like it wasn't a big deal. "I wonder if she brought my nail polish she had borrowed," I heard her mumble.

I watched as she walked towards us. She was wearing a white tank that showed her stomach that had a golden chain wrapped around it, blue jean cut of shorts and brown sandals. She looked like a gypsy as her hair blew underneath her headband with golden coins hanging from it.

"Ana!" Taylor yelled running up to her. "I seriously missed you so much. I couldn't even text you here," she exclaimed grabbing a bag from Ana's hand.

"I know! I love being here but hate I can't communicate through text," she rolled her eyes and set her bags in the doorway. "Hi, I'm Ana," she said looking in our direction but apparently I had forgotten my name.

"I'm Niall, that's Harry," Niall nudged me and I waved. She smiled at me and carried on with Taylor. Her eyes were so blue and her hair was so blonde, like the sun had already highlighted the top of her head but she had only just arrived. She was so beautiful.

"Thanks," I said tightening the bandana around my head.

"For what?" Niall asked walking away from me. He went and flopped down on the couch while the girls talked with rapid hand movements at the island in the kitchen area. I was standing alone by the door trying not to stare, but I couldn't stop.

"Okay now that everyone is here, let's go meet the children," I short man with sun glasses and a red bald spot said popping up behind me in the doorway.

"This is my favorite part!" I heard a soft, but EXCITED voice coming from the kitchen. "It is the best!" Ana smiled tossing a strand of hair behind her shoulders.

"Okay lets go. You all will be riding together since there is only two girls this year," the man said and the girls shrugged like it was no big deal. But it was. What would we talk about? What would I say?

"Don't you just love Africa? It's so bare and beautiful," Ana said looking out of the window.

"It's alright, I'm obsessed with Rio, it's so bright everywhere. Even in the slums," Liam added to the conversation. "What's your favorite place?" Liam asked turning his head my way.

"I like the United States or China," I stated honestly as the girls laughed. "What's funny?" I smirked in their direction.

"We love England. So it's funny that you love where we are from and we love where you are from," Ana laughed staring back at the window.

"Yeah, I suppose that a bit funny," I said under my breath doing the same.

When we arrived to the camp where the children were, the shirt man told us rules and backgrounds of the kids. It was heartbreaking how rough the lived and couldn't wait to get in to meet them, to help them.

Inside the camp their were roughly 6 tables of children waiting for our arrival. They were all drinking water and snacking on cookies but no one had really noticed us. Except a young girl, about 6, looked up and her eyes got big with excitement. The other kids continued snacking as the girl got out of her seat and walked out way.

Taylor and Ana had their backs to the kids as they spoke to the director of the camp. The little girl stood behind Ana for a brief moment before tugging of the golden chain that clipped in the back.