A/N: So I ended up deleting the old Chapter 6 as you can tell by the chapter title. I'm just not one hundred percent okay with writing smut. I'm just worried that my parents will find it or something or that later down the road, my own children might find it. It's not something I'd like to have to explain.
Anyways, there won't be any smut in this story or any stories from here on out. Sorry to those of you who anticipated it or only stuck around for it. The latter of you whom I just talked about, if that was the only reason you were here, you aren't real fans.
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Songs for this chapter:
Kids In Love by Mayday Parade
Teenagers by My Chemical Romance
Stay with Me by Sam Smith
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Lacy's POV
When we finally stop our long and treacherous journey (the majority of it on a plane but the later part on foot), Harry and I are standing in front of an abandoned cabin. It looks old and quite beautiful really. It's all wood of course, and the front porch railing is covered in beautiful flowers of dark shades. Bushes and other lush plants gather around the steps leading up to the porch, and fairy lights that you would find on a Christmas tree are around the top of the railing and the roof of the house. It's magnificent.
"What is this place?" I ask quietly, my voice involuntarily low as to not disturb the wonderful scenery before my green orbs.
"I used to live here before I found the other boys. I traveled abroad after being turned. I first backpacked across Europe before coming here to South America. This is my favorite place in the world," Harry answers my question, digging a key out of his pocket. I smile fondly at the curly haired boy, before he steps in front of me to unlock the door. "I have caretakers who come every now and then to keep it up to date and to keep the lights turned off during the day but on during the night."
"It's wonderful, Harry," I whisper in awe, stepping silently into the beautiful building. The inside is even more enchanting, if that's possible. The walls are all wood and so are the floors, but the main room is spectacular. A soft, plush rug adorns the majority of the floor, and a fireplace glows in the corner from where Harry just lit it. A small couch sits by a flat screen TV, and a beautiful painting of a lake is above the mantle fireplace.
"Here you go, love," Harry says, handing me a mug of tea. I take it without question, nodding my head with a smile in gratitude.
"Do you want to go to the bedroom?" He asks, a genuine smile on his face.
"Sure," I reply nervously, silently wondering if he's going to try anything.
Don't worry, sweetheart, I'm not going to try anything. I just want to make sure you're comfortable, Harry speaks into my mind, laughing quietly. I give the green eyed boy a glare before moving into the room on the right of the entryway.
A king sized bed is pushed up against the west wall, a black duvet and pillow set adorning it. Two bedside tables are on either side, and another glowing fireplace is on the east wall, directly across from the bed. I pad into the room, plopping myself down onto the bed and slipping off my shoes.
"Where do you think the others are? Or my mother for that matter?" I ask, trying to keep my building hysteria down. Harry rubs soothing circles on my thigh, keeping me calm momentarily as I sip my tea.
"Niall and Liam are most likely in Paris, leaving the United States all together. They traveled there after they were turned. Louis and Zayn probably have your mum, and they are most likely somewhere in Asia, thinking that I took you as far away from North America as possible. Have you tried contacting them through the mind link?" He asks in a serious tone, his lips pursed. I nod, sighing softly. Over the past forty eight hours, I've tried to communicate with all four of the other boys. Not once have they answered.
"Do you think they're in trouble?" I ask quietly, setting my mug down on one of the bedside tables.
"I don't think so, love, why don't you relax and try and sleep? You haven't slept in two days," he all but scolds me, his tone stern. I shake my head, leaning back against the pillows. Harry presses a button on a remote from the bedside table, and a panel from the wall on the east side of the room flips up, revealing a plasma screen TV. He then goes on to switch on the TV, turning the channel to the news.
"It's true," a pretty news woman says, her tone urgent, "the entirety that was North America is in ruins. The streets are split, and there is chaos everywhere. Scientists are saying that this just might be the end of the world."
The screen goes black as the TV gets turned off by Harry. My eyes are wide as I continue to stare at the blank screen, and my breath starts to come into little, undone pants.
"Lacy, Shh, beautiful, it's okay. You're safe, nothing is going to hurt you," Harry tries to comfort me, putting his hands on either side of my face. "Concentrate on me, love."
I focus on Harry's voice, and after awhile, my breathing goes back to normal.
"You need to relax," he orders, pushing me lightly against the pillows.
"Do you have a cigarette?" I ask quietly, surprising myself with the question. Harry's eyes widen.
"Uh, yeah, I do," he replies, pulling a pack of Camel out of his pocket, alongside a lighter. I take both from him, taking one of the cigarettes out and lighting it. I bring it to my parted lips, inhaling with a sigh of relief.
A few years ago, when my brother first died, I turned to alcohol and cigarettes, never fully getting addicted. I like having a glass of wine or a smoke every now and then.
I tap the cigarette lightly against my now empty mug, letting a few ashes fall to the bottom. I continue smoking, making rings with the smoke, until the entire thing is gone. I give the pack and the lighter back to one of my surprised mates.
"I'm good now, Harry, thanks baby," I smile at him, pressing a kiss to his mouth. He returns it, and we kiss lazily before I crawl under the covers.
"You're gonna stay with me, right?" I ask quietly, needing the assurance. The beautiful boy nods before climbing under and cuddling me from behind. He kisses my hair once.
"I love you, angel, I'll keep you safe. Goodnight," he whispers, turning off the lamp. I smile, closing my eyes as the embers in the fireplace burn faintly.
"I love you too," I whisper, a yawn interrupting my speech. I fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.
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