Fix You - Harry Styles Sister Fanfic

Chapter Ten.

another edit and song that go with the chapter! :*

**

“El. El. El?” Gemma whispered as she shook my shoulder.

“Wha…?”  I mumbled as I was called at by Gem. After we got off the plane we got to our beach house and I crashed immediately. Now being woken up I see just how beautiful the view is.

“Come on we have to leave in 40 minutes.” She said walking back to the door.

“Where are we going?” I asked and she didn’t reply. What is it with Harry and Gemma and keeping secrets? I don’t like it at all.

I propped myself up on my elbows and looked out the window; the waves were crashing against the shore which was a few yards away from the house. It really is beautiful, the crystal blue water.

“Are ya coming…?” Gemma said again, popping her head in the door, a silly smile on her face and I nodded huffing.

After she poked out I got up and walked over to my luggage. “And you will need your bathing suit under your clothes!” she yelled from somewhere in the house and I groaned.

I’m just really not a morning person…

**

“Please just tell me where we are going!” I begged, grabbing Harry’s arm as we walked out to our car.

“Nope!” he said and I pouted removing myself from his arm.

We have a native of the area to be our guide and another to drive us from place to place. No its not just a driver he's a guide, and he’s here to promote the island to Harry whose famous of course; everyone is a kiss up now a days.

We all hopped in the car and headed off to our day activity and I am really excited. I have always been an outdoors kind of person and being here, without fans and bullshit, makes me really happy.

**

We drove for about 25 minutes before the road turned to sand and the smell of salt filled the car.

Okay so we are at the beach, probably something to do with the water. We better not be just sun bathing.

“Alright we are here. Akamu will be your instructor for the morning, have fun and be safe.” The driver said as we thanked him and exited the car.

I trudged along to the guy, the sand very heavy and hot beneath my feet.

“C’mon Ellie, walk faster.” Harry complained as I was struggling.

“I’m trying!” I whined back and groaned as I landed face first into the sand. Harry and Gemma walked around me and continued the few more steps to the instructor.