Forgotten [One Direction]

Forgotten Part 13

Eleanor swam as quick as she could while trying to hold the passed out Harry above the surfice. Her beathing was hard and all of her muscles were in pain. She almost couln't take it anymore.

A shigh if relief escaped her mouth when her feet touched the bottom of the ocean. The forced herself forward while she dragged Harry after her. Eleanors legs collapsed and she fell down in the sand at the same moment she stept on to the island.

She was followed by Zayn who was carrying Simon around his neck. After Zayn came Louis, and then Niall and last but not least Liam.

"What about the captain?" Louis asked. He was also out of breath.

"He's dead" Zayn snapped and he crawled further up on the island.

"How do you know? What if we left him to die" Louis said anxiously.

"I don't care" Zayn said. "I just want to survive"

"We're on a fucking deserted island in the middle of nowhere!" Louis screamed. "What are the fucking odds of surviving?" He snapped at Zayn and sighed.

"Shut up guys, don't say that infront of the kid!" Niall said before getting out of the sand and he walked up against the little forest of palm trees in the middle of the island.

It wasn't acctuallt just a plot of sand, it was a rather big island.

"We need to build a shelter" Niall said before pulling his wet shirt over his head and kicking his shoes off. Eleanor couldn't help but stare at the half naked irish guy.

"He's right" Louis said and he walked over to Niall. He quickly undressed and hung his clothes up on a branch of a tree. The sun was almost frying him alive, so his clothes only botherd him.

Eleanor leaned her head on Harry's chest. His heart was still beating and he was still breathing, which were good signs.

"Harry?" She asked and she slapped his cheek gently while Louis and Niall tried to build a shelter.

Harry coughed and turned over towards Eleanor.

"What the fuck happened?" Harry asked her while protecting his green eyes from the sun with his hand.

"And is this Bahamas?"

"No, Harry, our plane crashed in the middle of the ocean" Eleanor said. Just saying the words made Eleanor less and less sure that she would ever make it off the island. Maybe this was the place for her to die.

Harry fell back and he sighed.

"Are we going to make it?" He asked Eleanor, shutting his eyes so that she wouldn't see that he was crying.

"We have no food or water, so the chanses are small" She replied before laying down next to Harry in the sand. Her clothes were all covered in sand, and so was his.

"Keep a smile on, please, for Simon" She begged him and Harry nodded.

"The last thing I want is fore that boy to live his maybe last weeks in fear" She whispered to him, so that Simon wouldn't hear it.

"I'd be dead without him" Harry said with his eyes shut.

"Yeah, me too" Eleanor replied, glancing slightly at the crying Harry.

"I'll die anyway..." Harry said with tears in his eyes.

"Don't say that" Eleanor said and she stroke her hand over his wet hair.

"It's true" Harry said and stood up from the sand. He was still dizzy from when he almost drowned, so he was close to falling over.

"Shut up Harry!" Eleanor scremed and she stood up.

"Just shut the fuck up! We're all tired of your bullshit!" She screamed and she pushed him backwards. He fell back into the sand.

"You shut up!" Harry yelled back when he got up from the sand again.

"At least I'm not some kind of hippie dreamer" He snapped before walking away from her and against Louis and Niall.

He stepped out of his wet jeans and he grabbed Louis' onces that were somewhat dry.

"I hate you all!" Harry screamed before setting off into the jungle.

[Oh shiet]