Dead Sea // Harry Styles

Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

I woke up in Harry's bed. I looked over to see if Harry snuck into bed with me last night but considering the emptyness infront of me I would deny it. I get out of bed and notice that Harry isn't on the couch. He must be making breakfast. I rubbed my eyes making my way to the kitchen. They felt really dry. Whn I reached the kitchen I found Harry making bacon and eggs.

"Good morning." He said.

"Hi." I replied all groggy. I am not a morning person I remembered.

"I made us breakfast. Want some?"

"Yeah, that would be great." I try to sound a little better.

Harry opened the oven and got out the bacon. He set it on the counter and put 3 pieces on my plate. He then placed my scrammbled eggs on my plate next to the bacon. He handed me the bacon with a smile. I salted and peppered my eggs.

"So how did you sleep last night?" He asked me concerned by my lack of enthusiasum.

"I slept fine. I'm massivley tired though considering how much sleep I have gotten lately."

"Yeah the couch isn't too comfortable either, but hoping this breakfast will turn out good I hope it will make up for it."

"Sorry again for last night."

"It's fine, you should forget about it."

Harry and I walked to the dining table and started eating our breakfast. He took a bite of his bacon. I stared at my orange juice.

"Adalaide, are you alright?"

I got sucked back into reality.

"What? Oh, uh, yeah I'm fine. I was just thinking."

Harry took another bite of bacon. "About what?"

"Everything I guess." I looked into his eyes.

He gave out a small chuckle.

"What's so funny?" I asked him.

"I don't know, everything I guess."

I laugh a long with his cheesy joke. It wasn't even that funny.

"What do you want to do today? If you're up for anything at least, I don't know if you're still recovering." Harry asked.

"Um maybe go to a museum." I suggested.

"That sounds kinda boring on a day like this."

"Well then what do you want to do?"

"Well it's raining so there arn't many options."

He thought for a second.

"I have an idea."

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"Harry are you sure this is a good idea?" I asked him.

"Yeah!"

Harry brought me on the top of a really large hill far away from any town. He brought with us a bright red sled. There was a beautiful small castle right next to us. On the bottom of the hill was a train track. It was pouring down rain. I had to shout for him to hear me. The grass was green and muddy, the sky was grey and the air was cold.

I sat down on the sled at the top of the hill. Harry was going to give me a push start then jump in behind me.

"One..." He grabbed onto my shoulders. "Two..." He pulled me and the sled back for his run and jump routine. "Three!" He ran up and pushed the sled jumping in as he did it.