Chapter 47

Sheila's POV: I'm currently packing my dress for the trip which Harry planned for us. I put all my necessary stuff inside the luggage and closed it tightly. I am getting so excited about the trip but he won't tell me the place where we are going. He said it is a surprise... "Did you pack already?" Quinn asked entering my room. "Yeah, just now I finished," I replied. "Sheila, I have no idea about packing. Can you please help me with the packing?" She asked giving me a puppy dog face. I shook my head and smiled at her. "Sure Quinn. Come, let's go." "I know that!! You would help me. Well.. That is what friends do." She raised both her hand sarcastically in the air. I smiled at her and walked towards her room along with her. For these days, she was so excited about the trip like a kid who is eagerly waiting to hold her favorite toy. A gasp escaped my mouth when I entered her room, and I looked at her in disbelief. There were three travel bags on the floor which was completely packed well and the fourth one was half packed with her accessories. She gave me an innocent look and took one of her dresses which I assumed was a bikini. "Quinn, what for that? We are not going to the beach." I narrowed my eyes at her. She gave me a pointed look and walked towards me. "Look, girl. Don't spoil my mood. You are here for helping through my packing, not to give a lecture. So don't waste my time and tell me which one is best." She showed me a bikini one by one. "Everything worst," I muttered under my breath. She acted like she heard nothing and showed several colors of bikini which all were too small even to consider as a cloth. "Quinn, it's too small and I'm not sure whether it would fit for you and truth to be told, it's too revealing," I said honestly. She sat on her bed dramatically and tapped her feet on the floor. "Sheila, It's not for me. It's for you." "What?!!!" My eyes would have bulged out of its socket. "Are you serious? I'm not going to wear those kinds of stuff." I scoffed and threw a bikini on her. "Please don't be a Drama Queen. I know you would like to wear this, but you are not admitting." "No, I'm not." "Yes, you are." "No." "Yes." "No." "No?" "Yes." "See now you have admitted." She pointed a finger at me and laughed like a maniac. "Quinn!" I shrieked and charged towards her. We both ended up on her bed rolling one to another, not enough to hurt my hand. As we were busy in fighting each other we didn't notice whoever was standing in her room until a voice clear, which made us look at the source of the voice. "What's going on there?" Harry asked. Meanwhile, Kevin stood beside him and coughed awkwardly looking between us. We both realized our position and pulled apart. I climbed out of the bed and adjusted my clothes, she did the same. "I will explain everything," I told them awkwardly. I felt heat overwhelming my body from the embarrassment. "No, I will explain." Quinn stopped me from further talking. She then took the two bikinis on the floor which I threw earlier and showed to them. "Well, I was confused about which one is perfect for her. So I asked her to select the best bikini over this but she refused the offer saying she is a Saint." "No, it's a pure lie!" I yelled. "Then why are you in my room?" She folded her arms against her chest. "Quinn, you just asked me to help through your packing, that's why I'm here. And for your kind information, I'm not going to wear these two pieces." "Yeah! She is not wearing these. It's too small even a kid won't wear." Harry said eyeing the bikini in her hand. "He is right. And you are not going to wear this." Kevin pointed a finger at her hand. She huffed and sat on the bed again. "I just want to enjoy myself. That's all." She facepalmed. "It won't work this time, Quinn. It's better to give up." Kevin said sternly which caused a heated argument between them and we both left the room, giving them some space. I know where it would end up. So it's better to leave before meeting the awkwardness. I gave him a small smile and walked into my room to continue my packing where I left. --- It's been one day since we have been traveling to reach our destination. I and Harry were in his car while Kevin and Quinn were following us in their car. He is not telling us where we are heading and here I am laying my head on the window and enjoying the outside view. It's chill outside so I grabbed one of Harry's jacket and wrapped it around my shoulder. I laid my head on the window once again and closed my eyes. "Hey, wake up." Harry stroked my shoulder gently. I peeked open my one eye and again went back to sleep. "Sheila, I know you already up, so come with me." I heard a faint voice spoke before drifting into sleeping. A few minutes later, I felt like floating in the air like someone is carrying me in their hands. By chance did anyone kidnap me? I jerked and opened my eyes and let out a relaxed sigh when I saw a familiar brown eye. "Harry, put me down." My voice fluttered from shivering. He gently put me down and led me to the place where I assume was a hotel room. The place was so dark and we couldn't able to see a single thing, so he pressed the torchlight on his phone to lead us further. When we reached my room he said good night and I replied with a small nod before entering the room inside.