Stranded

"Ow! Ow! Okay, okay! I get it! Take it off! Take it off!" Harry screams, tears almost coming to his eyes. I laugh, taking the trap off his wrist.

"You're such a wimp." I say, chuckling.

"I'd like to see you do it." He says, holding his wrist close to his chest.

"Alright." I take the trap, setting it again. I stick my wrist in it as it tightens around it, small sticks penetrating the first few layers of the skin.

"See. Not that bad." I say, moving my wrist around.


"You're turn." I say, taking it off.

"I already did it." He cries.

"I don't mean that you idiot! I mean, make it." I laugh at his idioticness. Is that even a word? Oh well, it is in my dictionary.

"Oh. Right. I knew that." He says, grabbing the supplies he needs and starts making mistakes.

"You're. An. Idiot." I say, pausing between each word.

"No! I got it!" He cries after twelve tries of making the simple snare.

"I'm going back to camp." I shake my head, getting up and walking back to the ocean.

When I get halfway there, I look out at the empty sea. Well, I wouldn't call it empty. There are two things floating in the water. Well, they're moving. Now there's more.

"Oh my god." I say to myself, taking off down the sand, ignoring the shooting pain going up my leg from my ankle. I dive into the water and start swimming as fast as I can.

"Hey!" I yell, taking a moment to float in the water. I swim faster as the objects move towards me.

"Hurry!" I yell, waving my hands. I swim over and grab two people floating in the water. One of them grabs ahold of another and I pull them to shore. Once I get there, we roll onto our backs and sigh.

"Where are we?" Some girl with blonde hair and blue eyes asks.

"I honestly don't know. But, I have some-uh, friends-down the beach a bit." I say, getting up. I look around at the people I just rescued. There's a older girl around twenty, a young girl around nine or ten, an older man around fifty, and a teenage boy around sixteen or so.

"C'mon. Let's go. We have food." I say. The boy jumps up and follows me as I hop, grabbing my crutches and walking down the beach. The rest follow slowly behind.

"Guys! I have a surprise!" I yell once I get to the shelter. I go and sit on the stump, resting my ankle. It hurts like a mother effer.

"What?" Louis groans, walking out here.

"Where's everyone else? I have something to show you guys." I say once he walks out. Then, I hear a girl scream. I jump up and run to where it came from. I see Zayn standing there with the youngest girl wrapped around his torso. Louis just goes back in the shelter.

"Uh. Zayn?" I ask, lifting my foot up so I don't fuck my ankle up even more. That might not be possible though.

"You know One Direction?" The girl screams at me, jumping off Zayn. She comes towards me and I hop backwards, falling to the ground.

"What the hell was I suppose to say, oh yea, by the way my friends are members of a world wide band? Well, shit. Sorrey." I say sarcastically.

"Uh. Yea." She says in a duh tone, walking towards me.

"Hey. Don't harrass the poor girl." Liam comes out of the shelter. He picks me up but drops me back down when the girl jumps on him. Harry comes out of the woods and furrows his eyebrows at the scene. He comes over and reaches to pick me up.

"Wait!" I hold my hands up, preventing him from touching me.

"Wha-umph." Before he finishes a word, the girl tackles him. He stands there, stiff as a statue, eyes wide. Liam picks me up and sets me on my feet. Well, technically foot. Louis comes out of the shelter, yawning. But before he could finish the yawn, he's on the floor.

"Guys. I found these people in the water. I swam out and got them-where's Niall?" I ask, looking around.

"Over there looking for food. Poor lad can't last an hour without eating." Liam shakes his head, pointing to the rocks where Niall stands, trying to tackle a fish.

"Niall!" I yell. He looks over and jogs.

"Yep?" He asks, curling his lips in.

"What, he doesn't get a hug?" Harry frowns at the girl who stand there, staring at Niall like she's seeing a ghost.

"By the looks of it, he's gonna get more than a hug." I look at him, worried.

"The hell are you talking about? Who are they? Is there a town here? Does that mean there's food? Are we saved?" He asks, getting more excited the more he talks.

"No. There's not a town. No there's no food. And no, we're not saved. I found them in the water. They're survivors of the plane. They must have been on the back half. " I say. This is when the girl runs up and wraps her legs around Niall. He stumbles back but gains his balance.

"Oh Jesus." He stands back up and the girl hops off.

"Anyway." I say, getting everyone's attention back here.

"So, I guess that's it. I don't know what else to say." I shrug. Everyone goes their separate ways and I sit there, looking at my foot.

"Staring at it won't fix it you know." Harry laughs.

"I wish." I sigh.

"Maybe I should just cut it off." I say. He just looks at me like I'm crazy.

"I don't think that would fix anything." He says.

"Yea. But it's going to take weeks to heal. I don't have weeks! I'm planning to be off this god forsaken island by then." I exclaim.

"Well, for now, let's focus on fixing your foot so it doesn't look like your giving birth to an alien out of your foot." He says, kneeling beside me and grabbing my foot. He fixes it and wraps it back up, handing me my homemade crutches.

"Are you tired? I'm tired." I yawn.

"Yea. I'm pretty tired. C'mon." He picks me up and carries me to the shelter. He lays me down on the spread out clothes and hands me a travel pillow we found. He grabs the other and we lay down. His hand finds mine and he scoots closer to me. I could get use to this.

Notes

Guys, I am so sorry. I truly am. It's been forever since I updated. I've just been so super busy. With shows, competitions (which I got 1st place in BTW.) And hospital trips because my stupid dumbass lungs don't want to work right. Ergh. But I hope you like it. I'm going to try to update again as soon as possible. I'm about to drive up to Atlanta, Georgia for another show this weekend and thats like an 8 hour drive. The only reason I can update my other book SBLP is 'cause I already have most of he book written. But I'll try to write more. I promise. I hope you all stick around! Please vote, comment and subscribe!