I'm Yours (A The Script Fanfiction)

Chapter 10

Helena's POV

"Come on Chloe!" I moan. "I've been ready for ages..." I've just finished re-packing my suitcase again, and Chloe can't decide which top to bring.

"Yes, but stripy top or spotty top?" Chloe asks again, for the seventh time. I shrug and point to the zebra striped top. "Ok fine!" She huffs and shoves it at the top of her suitcase.

"So, are we good now?" I laugh. Chloe pauses for a moment, then nods. Yay! Forest holiday - here we come! "When in doubt, it's not too far away from home so we can always pick up more supplies," I say in reassurance.

"Yeah yeah," Chloe sighs then scans the room quickly in case we forgot anything. "Is there any chance we can bring the wifi box? Please?" She gives me her infamous puppy eyes, which causes me to feel so guilty.

"No of course not!" I reply, mid-laugh. "Where would you even plug it in?"

In response, she whimpers quietly. "But... But... Internet..." I just laugh.

"Come on, Chloe!" If we want to get there before midnight we need to leave soon!" With that, we drag our cases down the ladder and put on our converse.

Before we leave, I decide to throw a thin black cardigan over my white top and wooden, purple, beaded necklace, which is so long I wrapped it twice around my neck, so it looks like I'm wearing two instead of one. Who knows what the British weather would throw at us. With that, we yell a quick goodbye and leave, slamming the door behind us. "Woooo!" Chloe screams, fist pumping the air once. "Holiday time!" I laugh and pull my suitcase onto my back. Yes, I know what you're probably thinking - what? But our suitcases are sassy, they have two straps on one side so you can turn it into a large, slightly uncomfortable but still manageable rucksack. It makes it easier to carry. Chloe does the same.

"That way," She points down the road, when she sees me looking a bit muddled. We skip, well hardly skipping, our bags are so heavy, down the streets until we get to the park in which we were playing on the other day. After jumping over the gate (that's the quickest way), we have entered the opening of a thick forest.

Following a rough dirty path, we observe the beauty of nature and suddenly see a little light peeping through the tips of the trees, and I acknowledge the fact that we are soon there at the camping field, after about an hours walk or so. "Oh my god my legs are dying." I complain as the weight of my suitcase digs into my back.

"Hang on Helena. I'm just taking a quick photo!" Comes a call behind me and I nod, walking slowly on, knowing that Chloe will easily find the way. All of a sudden, a bird tweets loudly above me, startling me and causing me to jump. At this exact second, another human crashes into me and I scream, falling over. What just happened?

"Oh my god I'm so sorry, let me help you up!" Comes a rushed Irish accent, and a hand reaches out to me. Grimacing, I heave myself up with the aid of this unknown hand. After quickly brushing off my denim shorts and bare legs, I look up and cannot believe my eyes. It couldn't be...

The tall figure of Danny O'Donoghue stood before me, with the same wide-eyed expression that I was also carrying. "Danny?" I question. "What are you doing here?"

"Um..." Danny seems to be staring at my face.

"Is there something on my face?" I whisper, wiping my cheek with the back of my hand self-consciously.

"No your face it perfect," whispers Danny, gazing into my eyes, making me feel embarrassed. "I mean... It's ok, well it's more than ok, ok fine it's perfect!" He stutters. I gaze back at him in confusion.

"Why are you staring at me?" I whisper, almost lost for words. His eyes were melting my soul. His eyes light up slightly and he grins.

"Because you're so cute." He replies, unable to stifle the grin spreading on his face. I giggle.