Chapter Five

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"I have no idea how you did this but... You suck! Yeah that's it! And so does, Pile of Crap, Styles!" I groan as Harry chuckles in driver seat and I smile proud at the new nickname a blessed the car with.

"Come on. You know you are loving it there." He smiles and I see his big charming smile reflect from the mirror.

The worst part is I am not even IN the car. First of all I have no idea how he got me to even get on Pile of Crap, never less laying in the huge trunk of Pile of Crap! My back is leaning on the back of the truck and my legs are stretched in a straight line infront of me.

"This is freaking illegal, Styles!" I say the same phrase that I've said for the last twenty minutes. The place is silent and very calm; I can see why Harry loves it so much. It is pure nature and a point where society hasn't destroyed its most precious sights.

As Harry continues going there are no more rocks up ahead in the road, just pure flat hard concrete path up ahead. In between various types of trees, flowers, and plants are slowly blossoming in complete piece.

Harry is right. Ignoring the fact that Pile of Crap is very uncomfortable due to how the metals around are placed, the view is more than enough to satisfy put 'journey' together.

As I look amused at the unknown sight in front of me I feel Harry's gaze upon my wondering face.

"Pretty magical." Harry told me that he knows this place by heart but even now, when I slightly turn my face to the back the truck I can see through the reflection of the mirror that he too is amazed by the setting of the place; especially the adventure.

"Isn't it funny how the world is going on at out feet, but," he slowly makes the car slow down to face me,"we are right here right now and it feels as the world stops but it didn't?"

His right I take my phone out to check the time and it is already 3 o'clock. And I have 2 missed calls from my mom 7 missed calls from Cass and 4 from Nate and a bunch of text that I don't mind opening. Because for the first time I am experiencing the world stopping just for me and traveling to get away and I am letting no one ruin my journey with Harry get ruined "our" journey.

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