Stranded

"Guys! Come eat!" I call out, dividing the last of the food. I came back about thirty minutes after the ordeal with Zayn and that girl. "Food?" Niall runs out. I hand him his food and the rest of them follow, Zayn being last. I give them their food and they sit around the fire. "You're not going to eat?" Liam asks concerned. "I'm not hungry." I say, making my way to the shelter. I empty all the suitcases and organize the medicine in one, the boys clothed in another, aside from the girls, and so on. "Here." Zayn sits beside me, holding a piece of meat out. I just shake my head, avoiding eye contact. "You need to eat." He urges. I just look down at the ground, biting my lip to stop myself from crying. "Whatever." He huffs, getting up and leaves the rest of his food at the entrance before walking out. I quietly finish organizing everything and crawl over to the corner of the shelter. I wrap my body in a blanket and lie there. It's gotten colder throughout the day. I roll onto my side and stare at the wall. A couple tears roll down my cheeks, than a couple turn into more and more. I might never see Shane again. I might never see mum or Em. What if I'm stuck on this island with Zayn for the rest of my life. What if I never see anybody else in my life. What if they all die before me and I'm left alone. "You okay?" Someone lays behind me. I quickly wipe my eyes and roll over to see Luke. I smile at him and raise myself up on my hands. "Yea." I lie. "What's wrong?" He asks, ignoring me. I just sigh. "I just miss my family. That's all." I sigh, looking down. He wraps his arms around me and I lean into him. We sit there hugging for who knows how long. But it feels nice. To have someone that is like me and doesn't know anybody else. It almost fills that hole in my chest. "Let's get to know each other better yea?" He suggests, letting me go but keeping his arm around my waist. "Alright. Go ahead and ask some questions." I smile. "Alright. Where are you from?" He asks. "Bradford, England." I say. "Okay, how old are you?" I ask. "Seventeen. You?" "Seventeen. What's you're favourite colour?" "Blue. What's you're favourite animal?" "Pandas." I say. "Mines penguin. Close enough. They're both black and white." He says, making us laugh. "Siblings?" "Two brothers." He says in thought. We go back and forth, asking each other questions until we get tired. "Are you tired?" He asks. "A little." I yawn, making him laugh. I move to the middle and lay down. "By the looks of it, that's not a bit." He says, laying down next to me. I turn my body to face him. I see the rest of them come in quietly and Zayn glances over but I close my eyes, acting like I'm sleeping. He looks at the untouched food and sighs, shaking his head. He comes over and lays next to me. "I'm sorry." He whispers, mumbling something afterwards. I'm sorry to Zayn. I'm sorry that you screwed up again. I'm sorry that I can't forgive you.

Notes

Alright guys. Here ya go. I got in the writing mood and wrote three more chapters