Stranded

Chapter 17

A/N:

ok i'm updating because i really wanted to get this chapter out there! 'm on vacation again but i have wifi and service here!!!!... (here meaning another state (: ) ok i just literally finished writing this! and remember if you want to see something happy all you have to do is leave a comment and tell me and i will try and pput it in the story (it depends on what it is tho .... it can't be like "they should get stuck in an elevato" they're on a freacking deserted island no no stuff like that can't happen!) and i just want to say thanks to all the people who read my story! i need to say that more often cuz u guys are totally amazing!!

*********IMPORTANT********** remember how i explained in like the 3rd chapter who was on the plane and i said there were a couple of teenage girls on there and they were jelly that i meet 1D b4 they had a chance to talk to them ...... WELLLLLLLL i'm thinking i'm putting them in the story..... and i can't think of any more characters sooo if u wanna be one of those girls then vote for this chapter and comment or leave me a message on my message board on how u want ur character to be what they look like and why i should pick u! 

ok so here's my chapter!!

 ***RECAP****************************************************

I slowly made my way to the Fortress hoping that Niall left.

I knew I looked really gross. My tank top and face were splattered in blood and I knew I had puke in the corners of my mouth. I didn’t even want to know what happened to my hair!

 I felt tired and weak.

I fell on my hands and knees when I made it to the Fortress.  I crawled over to Becca’s bag. I sat up and took off my favorite blue and now bloody tank top and threw it off to the side. I looked at my faded baby blue lace bra to see if that got ruined to.

I sighed of relief when I found no blood.

I looked through her bag (still just in my bra) and found a different tank top. It was lime green with small thin white stripes.

“Hey Sarah are you-”

I turned around eyes wide.

“Umm… ugh…” I stuttered.

I could feel my heart beating loudly in my chest.

“Tsk Tsk you naughty girl… trying to seduce me here… this is were everyone sleeps!” Harry shook his head at me.

I internally sighed with relief because he didn’t gawk at my chest like most boys would.

“You perv! I was not trying to seduce you!” I told him while pulling on my shirt.

I could feel my cheeks begin to heat up.

“Ohh looks who’s blushing… you like me… I can tell.” He smiled.

I rolled my eyes.

“Cocky much! You can’t just assume that I like you! Plus you walked in on me how would I know if weren’t trying to rape me! You… you pedophile!” I said playfully.  

He looked taken aback.

“I am not a pedophile!” he argued.

“whatever you say, pedo!” I laughed as I walked past him.

“I’m not a pedo!” I heard him mutter before following me away from the Fortress.

I began laughing at thinking harry as a pedophile. I specifically remember Rose showing me a hilarious pic of Harry. He looks really creepy so I was picturing him trying to rape someone with that face he was making in the pic.

“What’s so funny?” I heard Niall say. 

I was laughing so hard. I fell to my knees and tears were streaming out of my eyes. some of my tears were because it hurt to laugh with all these bruises but most were out of pure joy.

“Wait? …… Sarah are you ok.” Niall said full of concern. “Are you crying?”

(Sometimes when I’m laughing to hard it sounds like I’m crying)

An idea quickly popped in my head when he said that so I nodded my head yes and turned my laughs into (more realistic sounding) sobs.

He kneeled down next to me and rubbed my back.

“What’s wrong? What happened?” he said. He sounded so worried which will make the outcome of this plan even funnier.

“Harry raped me.” I sobbed/laughed out.

“WHAT!” Harry and Niall yelled.

I looked up at the boys and stopped laugh-sobbing for a second.

“I swear I didn’t even touch her!” Harry said shocked. He raised his hands in defense and even took a couple steps back.

Niall looked furious and Harry now looked scared out of his mind and little confused.

“I swear Niall! I didn’t touch her. Sarah! Tell him that I didn’t touch you!!” Harry demanded with a hint of a panicked tone.

I couldn’t hold in my laughter any more. I fell on my back and started rolling around laughing my head off. Tears streaming out of my eyes once more out of laughter.  

Through my blurred vision I could see Niall look back at me confused which only caused me to laugh even more.

“AH!! ……. Someone…. Help… me …. I can’t ….. stop laughing!!” I managed to get out through my laughs.

“Ow!” I yelped. “It hurts! …. Help it…… hurts ……to laugh!...... Ow!” I wheezed out. I really couldn’t stop laughing and it was really hurting my bruises now.

“What do we do?” Harry said in a panicked tone.

“I think I have an idea!” Niall said a smirk on his lips.

He leaned down and pressed his lips against mine.

I instantly stopped laughing and kissed him back.

My arms wrapped themselves around his neck.

After a minute or two harry spoke up. “I’m still here you know.” 

Niall pulled back and we both sat up, both of our cheeks a little pink.

“Ok… that was… gross.” Harry shuttered walking away.

Me and Niall got up and both followed him back to the Fortress.

“So wait why’d u come back to the Fortress anyways?” I asked Harry as we (we = me, Harry and Niall) sat down under the little shelter roof thingy.

“Well Becca and the lads were getting hungry so I was heading back to get some food but I heard you screaming and I wanted to see if u were ok.” He answered simply. A small smile tugged at his lips when he looked at me.

“Aww… the pedo has feelings for his victims.” I joked.

Harry’s smile disappeared. Niall’s expression darkened.

“That wasn’t funny.” They growled.

“Oh yes it was! The looks on your faces were priceless! Oh if only I had a camera with me! You guys should’ve seen you faces…” I giggled.

I turned to Niall. “And it had a nice outcome.”

His cheeks turned a little pink and a big smile appeared on his face. “it was a great outcome…. We should do that more often.”

Harry rolled his eyes.

“What’s your problem?” I asked him.

His eyes looked at me longingly.

“Nothing…”

There was an awkward silence between the three of us until my stomach started growling….then I remembered!

“Oh shit… the coconuts!” I sprang up and ran off toward the waterfall lake thing…. (Hmmm that place needs a name too … ehh later…)