"You know, there isn't really much I know about you." Harry mumbles and kicks a pebble while we walk.

A few minutes after having something to eat from the picnic basket Stacy prepared, Harry decided that we should take a walk- privately. I realize his statement is true and even though I'd like to convince myself that I know him well, I really don't.

"I could say the same about you, but isn’t that why we're dating?" I shrug and glance sideways at him.

"I guess." His shoulders slump and a frown is evident on his face.

"I just wish I had known that you have a fear for water." He sighs and runs a hand through his hair. I frown and reach for one of his hands.

"Well, I'll make this easier for you.  I hate spiders, unknown waters, heights and the dark." I state and give him a small smile.

"I hate spiders too, but that's about it." Harry returns my small smile.

"The rest is history. Stop worrying about how much we know about each other. Obviously one of the perks of dating is getting to know the person." I mumble and internally slap myself for being such a hypocrite. I should honestly start taking my own advice.

"Right. I'm glad you're the person I get to know more about." Harry stops and pulls me into his chest.

"Me too." I smile into his chest and revel in the feel of his touch.

"We should probably get back, it's already starting to get dark." Harry suggests and steers me toward the cabins.

"It’s starting to get cold as well."  I state and feel the hairs on my arms raise as the wind brushes against my skin.

"I told you, you jinxed this weekend." Harry teases which makes me shove him playfully.

"It isn't even raining Harry." I gesture to the sky. As if someone was playing a trick on me a loud crack of thunder could be heard from the distance.

"Yet." Harry mocks and laughs at my angry glare.

"Thor must have some sort of grudge against me." I mumble and playfully frown.

"Must be. Did you break his heart or something?" I giggle and roll my eyes.

"Oh yeah, Loki is way hotter than his brother anyway." I fake whine and to prove my point another crack of thunder strikes which causes both Harry and I to burst out laughing.

"Now you've gone and done it." Harry laughs and shakes his head.

"Looks like we'll be having another stay in tonight." I pout and watch as our cabin comes into view. Stacy had mentioned earlier that if everything went well with the weather that we should have a bonfire and make some smores.

"I was looking forward to having some smores." I sigh and climb the few stairs to our cabin.

"We could make them in the microwave?" Harry suggests and I frown.

"It’s not the same." Harry shakes his head and opens the door for me.

"Where have you been?" Stacy shrieks as soon as we enter the cabin which makes me clutch my heart in surprise.

"Stacy!" I say accusingly and take a deep breath to calm myself from her shrill voice.

I shake my head and walk toward the kitchenette to pour myself a glass of water. I gulp down the glass of water and still feel parched. I sigh and fill up the glass again before walking back into the living room. I find Lee, Stacy and Harry talking amongst themselves.

"Are you okay?" Stacy eyes me from across the room.

"Yeah?" I ask with confusion evident in my voice.

"I mean are you okay after what happened earlier?" She questions warily and I feel my stomach clench slightly. Of course that's what she meant. I feel my cheeks slightly start to warm as embarrassment creeps onto my face.

"Y-Yeah." I stammer and clear my throat.

"How about we make some microwave smores?" I suggest and earn a knowing smirk from Harry.

"They don't taste as good and toasted smores." Lee scrunches his face.

"They're just as good Lee." Stacy rolls her eyes and gets up from the sofa.

"I'll help." She offers and joins me in the kitchen.

"There isn't much to it." I chuckle and pile a few readymade smores onto a plate and pop them into the oven. Stacy blushes slightly and giggles.

"I can help with some company?" She shrugs and a laugh.

"You could make us some hot chocolate." I suggest and hear the faint patter of rain droplets from outside.

"Good idea!" She exclaims happily and starts preparing the hot drinks.

I take a few seconds to stare at her in curiosity. How can she always be so cheerful and lively? She is like my polar opposite. I shrug and retrieve the plate of smores from the microwave. That's probably why we get along so well.

"So Lee asked me to be his girlfriend." Stacy whispers matter-of-factly.

"What?" I almost drop the plate of smores as I spin around to meet her gaze.

"I know." She squeals and does a little jump of excitement. I haven't known this girl too long, but I do know that she's been crushing on Lee for years and has probably been waiting for this moment all this time.

"That's great!" I smile happily and pull her in for a hug.

"It's still a bit of a daze to me. If I had known that this weekend would change Lee and I's relationship so drastically I would have suggested a weekend away with him a long time ago." She laughs and I join her.

Stacy happily finishes the hot chocolate and we make out way back to the living room. I giggle as I notice a board of monopoly on the coffee table in the middle of the room.

"You guys do know that, that game will most probably ruin our friendship." I state casually and pass everyone a smore as stacy hands us our drinks.

"Nothing better to do." Harry shrugs and bites his lip suggestively. I feel my cheeks heat up almost instantly. Harry smirks and pats the floor next to him.

"Y-yeah, let's play then." I stammer and clear my throat before sitting down next to Harry.

About an hour into the game and a lot of frustrated groans and sighs, we decide to end the game and to call it a tie. I'm pretty sure one of us has the idea that we won, or probably all of us, but looking at the board its clear that I've been losing since we've started this game. I always tend to buy nothing and save up my money and then end up losing anyway.

"You suck at this game." Lee chuckles and points toward my money stack.

"Luckily we're not playing anymore." I stick my tongue out at him and get up from my seat.

I take a look at the clock on the wall and furrow my brows at the time. Its only seven. This trip has been quite boring  if I have to be honest.

"This place is really boring." Stacy groans and leans back into one of the sofa's.

We all agree silently and think of things to do. Lee suggests watching some movies whereas Stacy suggests getting drunk. Harry insists that I choose whatever we should do. I groan and frown. I hate it when people pin the decision making on me. I would really love getting into bed right now, preferably with Harry. I bite my lip at my perverted thoughts and glance around the bored faces of my friends and boyfriend.

"Isn't there anything else we could do around here Lee?" I question him and he shakes his head.

"Then what the hell do people usually do around here?" Harry frowns and runs his hands over his face.

I feel my face start to heat up again, this time not because of anything specific. I furrow my brows at the slight rise in my temperature. Maybe I should really just go to bed.

"Let's just have some drinks and then go to bed." Stacy suggests and we all agree. I guess one drink won't hurt. Stacy sends Lee to their cabin to retrieve a bottle of some vodka tonic she prepared for the picnic.

"You alright, you seem a bit flushed?" Harry whispers into my ear and I nod slowly.

"I don't feel so well." I shrug and lay my head on his shoulder.

"Then maybe you shouldn't drink anything?" He says worriedly. I nod and frown.

"Maybe. I'll just pour myself a glass of water and go to bed." I mumble and get up from the sofa. A slight dizziness overcomes me which makes me sit back down.

"You okay girl?" Stacy eyes me worriedly.

"I feel feverish. Might be a cold." I mumble and swipe my hand across my forehead.

"Let me get you to bed." Harry takes a hold of my hand and gently pulls me up.

"Sorry Stacy." I give her an apologetic smile and follow Harry to the room.

"I'll just tell Stacy to go back to the cabin and then I'll join you, yeah?" Harry says after tucking me into bed. I nod and feel my eyes droop. I haven't realized how tired I am.

I hear Harry tell Stacy that its best if they go back to the cabin and I can’t be more grateful. I don't think I have the energy to have a few drinks or even to watch a movie.

"Ash?" Harry whispers and climbs into the bed.

"Mmm?" I hum and feel him wrap his arm around my waist.

"Is there anything I can get for you?" He offers and places a soft kiss on my neck.

"I'm fine, goodnight Harry." I yawn and turn to give him a quick peck on the lips. He smiles and brushes the hair out of my face.

"Goodnight, Love." He whispers and plants another kiss on my forehead.

I sleepily notice the worried look on Harry's face which makes me want to punch myself for feeling sick, but I can’t help it. I'm so old. Its seven and I'm so tired I can barely keep my eyes open.

"You're not old, Ash." Harry chuckles and gives me a slight squeeze. Oh god, did I say that out loud?

I giggle slightly and close my eyes. As much as I would like to go into a deep debate with Harry about my age, I really want to sleep. A few seconds is all it takes before I am completely asleep.

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