selcouth; MYLES STEPHENSON IM A CELEB 2019

✦Thirteen✦

(A/n: Fuck the government and fuck Boris)

"LETS GO TEAM," yet again, the piercing voice of Caitlyn Jenner enters my ears at the early hours of the morning "NOT JUST ANOTHER DAY, ANOTHER DAY TO EXCEL, ANOTHER DAY TO BE GREAT" 

and there I was thinking I could finally have a lie-in. 

"Its the first time I've found it hard to get up!" I said to Ian, 
"Why?" He questioned
"Cause I'm so cosy!" I stated, "I LOVE sleeping in the jungle!" 

We have got such a good camp, the mood is amazing. I think this might be, the best vibe we've had in camp so far.

"Come on stand up I bet I'll beat you!" I spoke to James, everyone around ooo'd and ahhh'd 

I prepared myself to unscrew my bottle, the minute the hat touched the floor, I reached to my satchel, and pulled the bottle up. To my advantage, James' had gotten caught, earning me an extra 2 seconds, those two seconds allowing me to unscrew the lid and take a gulp. 

Winner winner chicken dinner!

The onlookers around came forwards to high-five me, Myles stepped forward, but instead of high fiving me he lifted me over his shoulders, 

"Belle! Belle! Belle! Belle! Belle!" They chanted.

"Myles! Stop it! Mylo!" I Squealed, he eventually put me down. I became so self-aware of my now red face from being upside down over his shoulder. He laughed and placed his large hands either side of my face, squishing my cheeks together. I sulked. He laughed. I laughed. We hugged.

We hugged. 

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"That means, Belle.." Ant begun, not bothering to leave a pause as we all knew the answer, "It might be you." I let out a sigh I was unaware I was holding. 

"The person facing, 'snake hotel' is.."
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.

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"Belle." Fuck.

I placed my head in my hands and groaned. No thank you. 

Everyone clambered around me, offering motions and words of encouragement. 

"You've got this, you've got this!" Said Roman, 

Myles made his way towards me, "You've got this missy, This is lightwork, You've already done one!" He said, wrapping his arms around me protectively, talking into the top of my head. I felt the vibrations of his encouragement on the top of my head. I felt instantly safe. I held onto him tighter, he felt the added grip and followed suit, tightening his hold on me and resting his chin on my head. 
"You're gonna come back to the family and we're gonna have some good food." He says. I could sense the smile in his tone. The thought of food gets that boy excited. We let go of each other. 

"I don't wanna do it alone though." I frowned, speaking towards the whole group.
"I know," Nadine sympathised in response. 

It's just all on my shoulders, and I don't wanna let the team down. Thanks public. 


"I have a note," Myles announced, "Belle, the public have voted for you to take part in todays trial. However, it is a two-player trial. You must now choose someone from main camp to take part with you." 

What the fuck

"Ian Wright, Wright, Wright." 

"No listen," I said, knowing damn well who I was gonna pick. 
"I ain't done one, so" Myles spoke, 
"Mylo." I pointed contempt with my decision. He seemed to be aswell, as he flashed a toothy grin back. 
He came over to me, high fived me and said: "We've got this beautiful." 

beautiful. 

he called me, beautiful. 

beau-ti-ful.

BEAUTIFUL