Welcome To Camp Vereiha {h.s. au}

Chapter 31

>HAZEL'S POV<

My eyelids slowly fluttered open, the tips of my eyelashes hitting the top of my brow bones.

Harry sat next to me, sobbing loudly. I moved my head slightly as he pulled his head up from his hands, allowing me to see his red puffy eyes.

I slowly reached up to grab his arm, making him flinch and look down to me with wide eyes.

"Harry?" I mumbled softly while struggling to sit up.

"H-He's dead, Hazel." He choked out, making me freeze. "Louis...he's dead!"

"You mean..."

"He killed him! The killer!" Harry sobbed more as I wrapped my arms around him weakly.

"Shh. It's ok, Harry. It's ok." I tried to calm him.

"H-He told me...he loved me. And th-then I couldn't even say g-goodbye or anything."

Of course I knew. I knew how Louis felt about Harry. How could I not notice? He looked at him the same way I did.

"I know. It's ok, I kn-" My words got caught in my throat as I looked up at Harry who had stopped crying. "Do you know what day it is?"

"No..." He wipe the remaining tears away from his red stained cheeks. "Why?"

"Harry...it's the sixth day." I glanced around the completely silent cabin. "The killer is going to...unmask himself, right? Today."

Harry just stared at me with a blank expression. My lips parted slightly as my eyes overflowed with tears.

I spoke in such a hushed whisper, I could barely hear myself. "We're all going to die...aren't we?"

He just looked at me with wide eyes. "No, Hazel. We'll survive, I promise. We'll...hide. Yeah, let's just hide."

I let a few tears roll down my cheeks as I stared back at him. He agreed with himself that it was a good idea. I slowly shook my head.

"No. I'm not going to hide. You can, if that's what you want. But I won't. I'm going to fight." I finally looked up into his eyes, spitting out my words as if venom was filling my mouth. "And I'm going to kill him."

***

"We can't fight, Hazel...just look at Drew. His leg is still out of place from Liam." Niall motioned towards Drew who lay on his bed.

I sighed, walking over to sit next to him. I set a hand on his leg, making him hiss in pain.

"If you let me, I get reset it...it won't be good enough to fight, but it'll be enough to run." I spoke softly and I could see the fear in his eyes.

"Will it hurt?"

I nodded slightly, making him lean back, resting his head on the wall behind him as he stared up at the ceiling.

"Just get it over with, then." He gripped Niall's hand hard.

"Ok..." I gripped his leg, peering up at him. Harry stood behind me with his hand resting on his chin. "On the count of three."

I set both hands on his leg. "One!" I shouted, pushing his leg back in its socket.

"Motherfucker!" He yelled in pain before breathing heavily. "What the hell happened to the two and three?!"

I sat back with a quick sigh. Harry set a hand on my shoulder, letting me lean back into him.

"Niall...let me guess. You want to stay with Drew?"