☄ Salt Water ☄ 1D RP ★ Closed <3

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OOC: My grandpa just passed out in his recliner. He's snoring, fading in and out of dreams [like, he tries to get up- but just goes back to sitting down] , and every once in a while- he mumbles something in his sleep... It's great. X3

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OOC: Bump? :3

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♫ ~ H a r r y S t y l e s ~ ♪

.:Feeling - Sick, upset, unbelievably desperate:. .:Activity - Trying to find the others:. .:Status - Single:. .:Location - Somewhere along the beach, near the boulders:.

At the sound of Louis alive, Harry's head whipped up to glare at Kester, as if she was playing some joke on him. But after a few moments of studying the timid girl, he knew that there was no reason for her to lie. Well, other than her trying to get him away from Josh so he could calm down, but he tried not to think of that as he slowly got to his feet.
Though, he stopped at her next words. And give him a proper burial..
"HE'S NOT DEAD!" He roared, his voice full of panic and hysteria. No. Josh isn't dead. He was just unconscious and he would wake up at any moment. Harry was just leaving to get Louis so that Josh had someone to hold onto when they came back, because he obviously couldn't walk by himself.
Distantly, Harry knew he was in denial, but he just couldn't wrap his head around the fact that Josh was.. gone.
"Where's Louis..?" He whimpered quietly, lifting his glassy green eyes back up to the girl.

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Ӄｅｓｔｅｒ Ｇｒｅｙｓｏｎ

{Song} {Feeling- Tired & Emotionally Drained} {Status-Single} {Location- @ Home-->The Plane-->The Island}

See- i told you. I'm terrible at cheering people up. I can never think of the right words to say. But i can only hope, that the thought of his band mates still being alive- might cheer Harry up. "HE"S NOT DEAD!" ANd i take half of a step back. My mouth slightly ajar, and my brows falling. An almost frown on my face. "I..." And then he asks me, "Where's Louis...?" And i
I'm glad i can finally think of something informative to say. Though my legs are still trembling at the thought- no, the sight, of Josh's body... I feel like i'm being lectured by my Mom or something, for even saying that Josh is dead. No- you have to stick it out for a little longer. "He's down the shore a ways. There's a- a part of the plane- and it's stuck on top of him. I couldn't get it off. So i went to try and look for more survivors... There- there's another girl. And i left her with him. To make sure that nothing bad happened to him." My gaze lingered on Josh for a few more moments. I think that i was trying to talk myself into thinking that Josh was still alive. Maybe he- maybe he just fell asleep? Maybe he's just in acoma. He has to be. Right? "Do you want to bring him with us?" I offered. Because maybe we could dig him out of the rocks. Then maybe, we coudl take him with us?

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♫ ~ H a r r y S t y l e s ~ ♪

.:Feeling - Sick, upset, unbelievably desperate:. .:Activity - Trying to find the others:. .:Status - Single:. .:Location - Somewhere along the beach, near the boulders:.

"No.." He murmured reluctantly, casting a sad glance Josh's way. Right now, Josh just needed to rest, even if it was in between those.. rocks. If they were to move him anymore, in his fragile state, they would surely hurt him, and maybe make his coma or whatever much worse. Well, that's what Harry thought anyway. When they found Liam, Niall and Zayn, that's when they could come back to move Josh. It would be better and easier that way.
"Could you take me to Lou?" Harry said after a few painful moments, lifting his mossy green gaze over the the shoreline.

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Ӄｅｓｔｅｒ Ｇｒｅｙｓｏｎ

{Song} {Feeling- Tired & Emotionally Drained} {Status-Single} {Location- @ Home-->The Plane-->The Island}

"No..." He says to me- but it's more likea murmur. And i didn't catch that at first. I was slow to respond- but i did respond. "Okay..." I wasn't sure what the right thing to say was. I'm not charismatic. I can't smooth over much. My Dad is good at that though. You could say, that he's a schmoozer. "Could you take me to Lou?" And i look back up at Harry, from my original gaze at the bloodied stones. The salt water sent a breeze past us, and it felt like the wind was crying. "Yeah..." I looked back at those glassy, green eyes. And i realized, that our eyes could be like leaves against bark. Like the pine needles in the forests back at home. The pine needles against the black wood. The ferns against the coniferous trees. This is no place for the girl from a rainy small town. "Follow me." I finally said, And i waited for Harry to stand up- before i turned around and started down the sandy shore. My limp growing stronger, yet i wouldn't admit that it hurt. The burnt, black patches of skin. The glazed, pink flesh. That promise- those words. That thought- those breaths of air.

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OOC: Hey, i have an idea. What if- during the flood, since there's going to be a bunch of water and sneaker waves- the flood washes Josh's {that rhymed!} remains away. And Harry flips over it. He could even take out some of his anger on Kester- and blame her for it.

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((I was thinking that just then! xD But, instead of him going off at Kester, because he had been the one to leave Josh behind, instead he goes after Josh and tries to save him, therefor getting stuck in the floods himself ))

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OOC: Haha, a case of great minds thinking alike! X3 And okay, sounds good. I wanted someone to get stuck in the flood anyways. And Harry's reason for going out there makes more sense. Instead of Kester going out, looking for coconut husks X3

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((xD Awesome! let's just wait for the others to get on, though :P Dun wanna get started without them, since Liam and that is supposed to find Harry))