A Writer's Journal

Chapter Six

"Here we are." Harry finally says. He opens the back of the door of the trunk and extends his hands to help me get out. I say thank you with a smile.

He goes to the back seat and gets a basket and a squared patterned blanket and I quickly guess what we are going to do.

"A picnic?" I question and my eyebrow raises.

"Well what better way to get to know each other?" He responds with a question.

"Do you always respond a question with a question, Styles?"

"I don't know, do you, princess?"I leave the subject alone because I know Harry won't. We start walking and Harry guides me to our picnic destination.

He takes me inside the forest and starts instructing me where to go. The more you go inside the forest the more beautiful it gets.

Perky and elegant flowers are surrounding each and every tree protecting them. The idea of a small creature protecting such a big piece of nature is heart warming.

We pass a few more trees and flowers heading to Harry's direction. Then the trees slowly fade away until the huge plants aren't covering the sun above and the rays are free instantly warming my skin.

"Wow." I whisper in surprise and Harry seems to hear.

We are standing at the end. Where the trees come to a finish and the land becomes an edge. I start walking as the floor comes together and lean closer and look down.

"Watch out!" Harry screams and pulls me away from the edge of the cliff.

"S-sorry I..." I can't seem to get the words. Even though strangely I don't seem to mind my body reacts with an uncomfortable shift in Harry's arms and he lets go and his hand travels through his hair and I give him a shy smile.

"Here." He says and hands me one of the sides of the red and white patterned blanket and we both set it down before the cliff edge starts. I sit crisscross and Harry gets the basket and opens it up.

He hands me a plastic tapper and I open it up.

"What is this?" I sniff the odd sandwich in my hands and my nose wrinkles at the odor and Harry smiles at my reaction.

"A sandwich." He normally replies and I sigh at the obvious and his smile grows wider.

"I know." I sigh once more. "But what did you do to it?" I ask and keep admiring the 'edible' food product.

He chuckles at my remark about the strange food. "It's just my own creation I guess." He shrugs and takes a big bite out of his own sandwich.

"You mean your own mutant hell of a creation, Styles." I smell it once more. "What it it anyway?" I ask.

"I told you already." He smiles not wanting to tell me and groan at his annoyance. "My own creation." I groan once more giving him an obvious sign of how annoying he is. "Fine, princess, mutant creation."

I give him a look. "Fine." He gives up. "Its a combination of peanut butter, sugar, banana, and, finally bits of chocolate chips." He says proudly and takes a second bite.

"That sounds too sweet and too disgusting for my taste." I place the sandwich down.

"I thought this was all about getting to know each other. And if I am not wrong today is my day, princess." He raises an eyebrow and takes a third bite.

"Fine." I groan and grab the sandwich and when I was about to eat it I take it out and look straight into Harry's green eyes.

"You know, I thought that you convincing me to ride in Pile of Crap's trunk would be the most I would do for you so when I eat this..." I stop myself and find a word for the thing in my hand. "...this 'disturbing food product'" I decide proudly at my choice of words. "You owe me big time, Styles." I look him straight in the eye. "Big time, Styles." I repeat.

I take a bite out of the sandwich and surprisingly it actually taste edible. Not even edible but good. Not even good but delicious. Still a little too sweet for my taste but lets face it. I won't admit it to Harry that I actually enjoyed his made up meal.

"So...?" He finally asks and I look at him seriously while my tongue is swaying by the layer of sugar, literally.

"It's 'okay'." I shrug and Harry seems disappointed, but I still won't admit that I actually enjoyed it.

"Edible even." I add and take a small bite but my tongue craves a bigger one.

...

Time passes and Harry and I have already packed up and finished the other fruit and graham crackers that he brought along the way. We talked and talked as we ate and know we finished heading through the forest and I am once again seated on the trunk.

"Why?" I ask Harry. "I already went there on the way here.

"You'll see." He says.

"Am I that bad of a company?" I ask and he just laughs along and closes the trunk and gets in the drivers seat.

Harry pulls away and he is driving away from the picnic spot. The flowers and trees I learned to recognize are now shrinking as we drive away.

Time passes and Harry suddenly stops Pile of Crap and I turn around and knock on the glass until he turns around.

"Why did we stop?" I ask him confused.

"Stand up." He demands seriously and I couldn't help but laugh at his order.

"Stand up." He repeats and still no sign of humor in his face.

"Your kidding me?" I add and his facial expression doesn't change. "Right?"

I look what was in the road ahead for us and I see the tracks going downhill. He really wants me to stand up.

"We are not moving from here until you do it, princess." I don't Harry Styles that well but I do know that he stands always by his words and there is no point in arguing with him. I groan and do as told and then is when he smiles.

"Get ready." He turns on the radio and who knew that it actually worked and browses through the songs playing on the radio. And lands on 'Pursuit of Happiness'. "This one will do." He remarks.

"The chorus is about to start to hold on tight." I put pressure on the metal bars that I am holding on and before I know it the chorus hits and so does Harry's speed.

I let out a little shriek with a combination of scared and surprised. And then is when the wind catches my hair and my skin. Each piece of air that touches me collects my worriedness and troubles along with it. I close my eyes and enjoy what is happening right now. No in the forgotten past or the unknown future but the happening present which is projecting in front of me.

(Hey guys! I am so sorry for Chapter five being very short and for just updating! Happy New Years everyone! Please vote! And if you can comment because I really want to know what you think of the book and I would appreciate feedback!)

PS: the song 'Pursuit of Happiness' that some of you may know is sung by: Kid Cudi ft. MGMT if you where wondering.