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"No. No. This isn't happening." I cry.

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6. Age is just a number

Chapter 6: Harry's POV 


Sidney and I walk back to all the stuff. 


"Well, what about the airplane...? What island did my mummy and dad swim to?" She asks me as we finally get back.


"Um-..." I try and say but hear a faint shout. 


I look around.


"Where's Spencer?" I say.


I hear the shout again. I turn towards the huge trees behind us. 


"Alright um Sidney, I want you to wait inside the tent. I'm gonna go find Spencer" I tell Sidney.


She obeys and immediately begins walking towards the tent.


"Wait Harry!" She says.


"Yes?" I ask.


"Are you going to come back" she asks.


I smile.


"Yes. I'll be right back" I say and run for the forest. 


As I'm running deeper into it I shout "Spencer?" Once in a while.


"Harry!" I hear the shout again. 


I continue running more towards the scream. 


There's literally leaves and branches all over. It feels as if I'm not even on the beach anymore. This island is bigger than I thought. 


I run towards a hill. At the bottom I see Spencer. 


"Spencer?" I shout to her. 


"Harry I can't get up" she cries from the bottom.


"Um alright. I'm coming" I say and carefully try making my way down.


I tripped a couple times, but caught my balance. I get down to her and remove some leaves from her.


"What happened?" I ask kneeling down.


"I don't know- I was just walking around and I just slipped and fell down this bloody hill" she says. "My leg hurts too much to move" she says as she slightly touches her right leg. 

I step over to her right side and kneel beside her leg. She's wearing jeans, but I see blood seeping through from her ankle to her knee. My eyes widen.


I quickly grab the bottom right leg side of her jeans. I rip it all the way to her knee. 


"I can't really tell how big your cut is, but I'm pretty sure we should at least clean it" I tell her.


She nods her head. 


I pick her up bridal style and look around for a new way to go instead of up the hill. 


"Maybe we could go around" spencer suggests as she puts both hands on my shoulder. 


"We'll try that I guess" I say and begin walking.


"So where are you from" I ask.


"Durham" she says. "What about you?" She asks.


"Holmes chapel." I respond. 


"Why were you at the Durham airport?" she asks me.


"Oh um, my cousin lives in Durham, and I stopped by his house for about a day and then just went to that airport." I tell her.


"Where were you going" she asks.


"California" I say.


"Me too!" She says smiling.


"Really?" I say.


"Yeah! I was going to visit my aunt" she says. "What were you going for"


"I was just going to see if there were any houses to buy over there." I say. 


"Fun" she says.


A couple moments pass by as I keep walking.


"Spencer" I say.


"Yeah" she says.


"How old are you?" I ask.


She smiles.


"Twenty" she says.


"Really?" I ask in surprise.


"Why so shocked?" She laughs.


"It's just- you're like really small" I laugh.


"Well thanks" she says with a smirk. "How old might you be?" She asks.


"I'm not saying" I say smiling and look away.


"Tell meeeee" she says


"Nope" I say giggling.


"Harry pretty please" she begs.


"Fine." I say "19" 


"Aww you're a youngster!" She says laughing and grabs my cheek.


Nice job. She probably thinks I'm immature and too young for her or something. Crap.


"Hey I'm only a year younger" I say.


"Oh whatever" she says giggling.

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