Figment Awakening

Chapter 18 Beautiful Stars

Zayn and I slowly entered the room Firrelol had equipped us with. He came in, too.

"So, I hear that your little civilization is a real shit-show? Didn't someone get... oh, I don't know... kidnapped? Yeah, isn't his name Louis, brown hair and stubble? Capability to send messages to select people and tell them things? He seems like a nice kid." Firrelol set a candle on the dresser and kept talking about Louis and the others and how we were really a piece of crap bunch of leaders. Zayn walked over to Firrelol.

He whispered something into his ear. Firrelol went out of the room right away.

"Come with me," Zayn said. He lead us out of the room.

Out of the room we went, and down to the tunnel entrance. He kept motioning me down a different way than we came. Another Door.

We came out into a thinner pine forest than that of we came. There was a picnic blanket and a picnic basket with a small electric lamp. Zayn went up behind me and shouted, "A nice, friendly dinner for you!" His smile was as big as the moon shining that night.

"Ethel, would you please be seated," Zayn said like a priest at a wedding." We both sat down on the plaid sheet that was set on the moist soil on the forest floor.

"Okay, so what did you tell Firrelol!? He looked so angry with you!" I asked. Zayn's head popped up out of the picnic basket and handed me a sandwich.

"I told him that he shouldn't be giving you crap because in your current position, we wouldn't have made any better decisions. And, I also said that before this you have been extremely adaptive to your new and intimidating environment."

"Yeah, intimidating. Great word. You should have seen my face when Louis gave us a taste of his throwing knife skill. Oh, and Firrelol's greed for the pleasure of being correct and fine scotch," we both laughed.

"So, how have you enjoyed it with us, here? And yes, I am aware that we have thrown you a couple of curveballs."

"I have had a great time here with you and the other boys, Harry is a real stickler, though. He hates me."

"Well, I wouldn't take that to heart. He doesn't really like anyone who gets in his way of anything. He is like a bratty seven year old who has gotten her beauty pageant tiara ripped off her head at times. He will throw mental hissy fits and keep them concealed so no one will know."

Zayn and I took a bite of our sandwiches. "To much mayonnaise," I said.

"Yes, that would be one of the issue," We both set down our sandwiches back in the basket and tried to clear our mind of the foul tasting snack that we had just shared.

"Did you mean it when you said I was a great leader? That I have handled this whole situation well?"

"I meant every word," He leaned toward me. I leaned back. Our lips meet and pushed together. He hugged my back and I stroked my fingers through his hair. Zayn leaned in farther to deepen the kiss.

We both smiled and he pulled away and said, "I love you,"

Under the beautiful stars.

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