Stuck ( Harry Styles Fan-Fiction)

Storm

The next few days it was the same routine. Get up, get food and water, try to find something to do, eat lunch, sit there, eat dinner, make a bonfire, and go to sleep.

We haven't had any troubles with animals or sickness or anything which is obviously good.

Harry and I haven't talked very much lately either, which I thought was for the better. All he has said to me was " Yeah" and "Night."

I wish he wasn't so crabby. It would be a lot easier if I was stuck with a hormonal girl than with Harry ignoring me. What have I ever done to him to make him hate me so much. It is really frustrating.

We are sitting by the campfire right now. Harry sitting on a log and me sitting across the fire from him. He would just stare into the fire not glancing up. I wish I could do the same, but it's hard not to look at Harry. With his pretty green eyes and curly brown hair. Sometimes I look at him trying to figure out what he was thinking. he doesn't pay much attention to me.

I have been keeping track of how long we have been here and so far it has been five days. FIVE DAYS and no one has found us. All I went to do is go home. I'm getting tired and restless, and Harry is the same.

"So I was thinking tomorrow we should figure out something. Just so we aren't going to die of boredom while we are here," I say to him trying to get a reaction out of him. If I looked at myself in the mirror I would find that I had a stupid smile on my face. I just want to lighten the mood.

Harry glances up at me for a second and continued staring into the fire.

"What the hell have I ever done to you?" I ask him now pissed. He can at least talk to me instead of ignoring me. He needs to know that this is hard for me too.

He doesn't say anything. I huff and stand from the dirty log. I walk back to our temporary fort. I lay down in my spot facing the opposite direction of where Harry sleeps.

It is chilly out tonight and it's not like we have a blanket around that I can cover my body with. So I had the chills and hoped that the wind would die down.

My hopes collapsed when it started sprinkling, and then went into a full on rain.

Next thing I know, Harry is running my way and climbs into the fort. I close my eyes hoping that he won't notice I'm awake.

Harry sighs and sits next to me. I don't bother acknowledging that I'm awake. I just stay with my back towards him and my eyes closed.

The rain gets worse and lightning and thunder come along with it. The rain was blowing into our fort getting everything wet.

Harry ran out of the fort and came back with a big piece of wood that easily covered the opening to our fort.

He sits next to me breathing heavily. he sits for about ten minutes.

"Are you awake?" he asks me with a low raspy voice.

"Yeah," I whisper. we sit there for another few minutes. Well this is awkward. Usually I was asleep before he came to go to sleep, good thing. Now it is just a silence between us besides the loud thunder and pounding of the rain hitting wood.

"I'm sorry," I heard next to me. It is Harry's voice, but I'm just surprised that it came out of his mouth.

"For what?" I ask even though I knew the only thing he could be apologizing for is his rudeness and the terrifying approach he gave to me the other day.

Sure enough he explains that he is sorry for all those things. I'm glad he apologized, but how can I trust him? he can easily do it again, I mean who will find out?

I accepted his apology but in my head it isn't completely excepted. I can't trust him.

I close my eyes, and think of good things. If I don't, I will be up all night thinking of what has happened to me lately. It's the only thing I can rely on to keep me going: positive thoughts.

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It felt like the middle of the night. I am half asleep.

I feel someone's soft warm touch on my cold face. I can feel his breathing on my face. He puts a strand of hair behind my ear. My body shivers and I have goosebumps all over me. It must be Harry. He is the only one that I know of present on this island with me.

Harry puts his hand down from my face and moves his body closer making me feel more warm.

I'm sure he heard me shivering in the night, and he was just trying to help me get warm.

Right?

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It is morning. I walk out of the fort, the sea breeze hitting me.

The storm passed by and a few branches were spread across in the sand, but that was it.

I didn't spot Harry anywhere. I was used to this though because so far every morning I have woken up on this island, Harry has been gone. Usually getting food or supplies for us that I thanked him for.

This was the time that I washed off. Harry probably washes before I wake up because when he gets back here from his little hunt he is pretty clean usually.

I slipped from my clothes and ran into the water. I get all the dirt off and play around in the water for a while. I wouldn't want to stay too long to where Harry would see me.

I put my clothes back on and sit on the log around the campfire that is only ashes now.

I hear crunching from behind me and out walks Harry, but not with food or water or supplies or anything.

A person.

A man.