Meeting One Direction (continued)

Chapter 119: Don't fall.

"I think we should take a picture." Harry says quietly. 

I laugh and nod my head. He takes out his phone, and quickly takes a picture. It's actually a good picture. The sun is setting in the back round. It's a mix of orange, pink, and yellow. The flowers are growing around us. 

"Putting it on Twitter?" I ask with a laugh. 

"Yes. How did you know?" 

He hands his phone over to me. He put the picture on Twitter, and captioned: 'Spending the little time we have together right<3.' 

This makes me want to hug him tightly, and never let go of him. Not even kidding. If I could I would. Oh my god. We have tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and then they leave. 

"Two days." I whisper with pain in my voice. 

"Let's not think about that." Harry says as he pulls me closer to him. We stay like this for a while. I finally get up and go over to the rope. I climb up a few of the rocks, and hold on to the rope. 

"Don't fall." Harry calls up to me. 

"I won't." I tell him. I swing the rope in front of me, and pick up my feet. I close my eyes, and let the wind blow my hair back. I let go of the rope, and I go tumbling into the water. I shoot my head up quickly. 

"You have to try that." He climbs up the way I did, and holds on to the rope. It's kinda cool watching people jump. He falls in the water, and quickly climbs out. 

At about six, we both decide we should go home. We can't hide here forever. 

When we get back to the hotel, I see the boys up at the fourth floor, doing something stupid.  

"BRIELLE!" Louis yells.

"LOUIS!" I say in reply. 

"GET UP HERE!" 

Harry and I meet them up there. We watch a few movies, and then at about 10, everyone goes to bed.  

                                *** 

Surprisingly, I'm the first one up in the morning. Nobody has came to try to wake me up, even Harry is still asleep. Amusement park today. Packing tomorrow. Them leaving the day after. I pull myself closer to Harry. I want him to wake up, but I don't want to wake him. I get out of bed to grab my phone, I then hear a moan behind me. 

"Come backkk!" Harry moans. 

"I'm coming." I slide back in bed and Harry hides his face in my hair. 

"So I won't have to fight with you to get you up today?" He asks. 

"I don't know. Maybe I'll just try to give you a hard time." I reply. 

Suddenly someone knocks at the door. 

"Common." Harry says as he sits up. I trudge over to the door slowly. 

"Hey babe." Louis says as he walks in the room. 

"Amusement park today!" Niall squeals happily. 

"Get dressed." Liam shrieks. 

"Liam really wants to go soon." Zayn tells me. I get my bag and rush into the bathroom. I put on a pair of jean shorts, a pink shirt with a laced back and sleeves, a black camisole, black and white plaid converse, and a white necklace. I straighten my hair, and put on glittery eye shadow. The boys are all sitting on the couch, watching the football game. 

"Ready?" I ask. 

We all go down stairs and get in the cars. On the way there, we have the most random conversations. We don't even stay on one topic. It's so fun. The amusement park is really far away, and it takes about an hour to get there. Once we're there, the first thing we see is a giant roller coaster that goes upside down three times, has four 100 foot drops, and goes at 90 miles an hour. 

"I wanna ride that." I whisper. 

Louis grabs my hand and pulls me over to the ride. 

"Then let's go!" 

Zayn comes with us. I cling to both of them during the whole ride. I probably won't have a voice in an hour. I screamed so much. I was so terrified, I thought I was going to die. 

But I want to go on it again. Nobody will go on it with me though, so I don't go. Harry, Niall, and I make our way through the amusement park. It's really fun. Dragging Harry on rides, him giving us the silent treatment, and then dragging us into a store. That's how it goes. Later we meet up with Zayn, Louis, and Liam. We all sit down to watch some fireworks. This day flew by. Tomorrow they are packing up. That kills me. Having to sit on Harry's bed, watching him stuff everything in a suitcase. Knowing that the next day I will be alone. I sigh, but quickly shake off the sadness. 

All that matters is this moment right here.