Alone together

Alone together part 3

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The sun had started to go down and I slowly lifted the bowl with boiling water out of the water with help of two sticks. I placed in the sand beside the fire.

"How long do you think it will take until it's all cold and able to drink?" Harry asked and I shrugged a little.

"I don't know. Maybe in a few hours" I said and looked at him. He was already looking at me which made me look away and I cleared my throat a little.

"So, do you think we can find useful stuff in the plane?" I asked, having no idea what to say.

"Probably, I was thinking I'll be going in there tomorrow.. It's not exactly inviting to go in there.." He said and looked at his feet, making little patterns in the sand with a stick.

"I know.." I mumbeled. "But I really need to get cleaned up.. Hopefully we could find some soap and clothes.." I said.

"Yeah, you really do stink" he said and I could hear he was trying to hold back his laughter.

"So do you asshole, so shut up" I said a little annoyed, even though I knew he was joking.

I got up and walked down to the beach, sitting down and looked out over the sea. A bit out I could see fishes playing around in the water. I looked at my hands and took a deep breath as I played a little with the silver ring around my index finger. It was a bit dirty aswell as the rest of my hands. I got up and walked close to the shore and kneeled down, washing my hands in the salt water. I dried them off on my dress and sat back down on the sand.

I heard Harry sighing and I rolled my eyes.

I sat at the beach until the sun almost had gone down all the way. I shivered from the cold wind blowing in from the sea. After a while I felt something surround my shoulders. I looked up and saw Harry wrapping a blanket around me.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to be an ass.." He said and sat next to me on the now cooled sand.

"Well you were.." I mumbeled, almost cutting him off as I looked out over the sea. He sighed and looked as his hands.

"I know.. I know it isn't the first time either.." I just scuffed.

"I am really sorry Josie. If I could go back and do it all again I would have done everything different." Harry said and lifted my chin, making me look at him.

"It's easy for you to say now..." I mumbled and looked down.

"I would. I promise. You don't know how much I have thought about it since I left school..." He said.

"Yes, I bet you missed cleaning the toilets with my head and pushing me against the lockers. I totally believe you. Can we please just drop it for now? You know, the only reason that I'm talking to you is that I want to survive." I said and looked out over the sunset.

"Josie.." He started but I cut him off

"please.." I said and looked at him.

"Sorry.." He said and looked at me. I sighed and looked back to my hands, feeling really awkward by now.

"Are you still cold?" He finally asked and broke the silence.

"No, thanks.." I said quietly.

"Good"

"Oh, right I almost forgot to tell you. I found some really good berries earlier, you want some?" He smiled. I looked up at him

"sure" i said and he nodded happily and got up. I guessed he finally felt like he actually could do something right. I felt a little bad for underrating him, but he did deserve it. He had done the same to me for 5 years.

He soon came back, with small dark red berries in his hands and sat back next to me. He smiled and held his hands to me and looked at me, his eyes glistening.

"Here" I looked up at him and took a few and put them in my mouth. He took some too and looked at me, waiting for a reaction. I nodded.

"They're good" I said.

"Good, cause it took an hour to pick them. Besides there were tags on the bush so it took a lot of swearings too." He said, and I couldn't help but smile a little. He smiled softly, watching me.

"There's that smile I wanted" he said and gently wrapped one of his arms around me and gently rubbed my arm. I whined as he touched the cut.

"Oh, sorry.." He said a bit sadly and quickly took his arm away.

"No, it's okay" I said and slowly moved a little closer, resting my head on his shoulder, not looking up at him. He smiled at me and wrapped his arms around me again, keeping his hands a little lower, not to hurt me. I looked out over the water as the last of the sun reflected and shone bright at us. I smiled a little and glanced at Harry, but as soon as I realized he was already watching me I looked away.

I can't believe it. Stop. Why can't the butterflies in my stomach just stop? I don't want them. But I got to admit that I did felt safe in his arms.