Summer Camp

What happens when you work at a camp for the summer. What happens when you meet One Direction?


14. Chapter 14



The day just got worse and worse. At dinner when we went to give the lads their food, we knocked on the door. Liam, like always, swung it open and welcomed us like old friends. The lads grab their sandwiches and that's when I saw her.

Annabel was sat on the huge couch in between Niall and Harry, giggling and laughing. I saw Chloe's hand tighten around the tray. They so much as glanced at us.

"Why don't you stay for a while," Liam asks us sincerely.

"I'd rather not," I reply, nodding over to the boys and Annabel. He understands immediately. We leave them alone again and carry on working, not saying a word to each other.

My mum walks in again when we are washing up. "There's another thing on tonight, a talent contest at the stage. You can go if you like," she smiles. We smile back and say that we'll be there, even if we don't want to. We quickly dry up and not bothering to get changed, go straight to the bonfire. There's loads of people milling about when One Direction jump up on stage.

"Now I hope you're all excited. We're doing a talent competition, that we're going to judge. The winner gets a private session with each of the boys," Harry says as all the girls giggle. I roll my eyes.

"So the competitors are... Sheila and Annie, Annabel, Cara, Justin and Kevin, Jake, Helen, and last but not least, a new addition is Sarah and Chloe," Niall says as he smirks at Harry.

"What?!" Chloe shouts as I spit out my drink. Everyone turns around to look at us. I march up to the stage as the boys are walking off. I grab Harry by the shirt and drag him to the side.

"What are you playing at?! Me and Chloe didn't sign up for this!" I shouted at him.

"I know, I signed you both up," he laughs. I take deep breaths.

"Harry I can't! We haven't prepared anything!" I say.

"I'm sure you can come up with something," he tells me, starting to walk off. I grab his arm.

"Harry you don't understand, I get stage fright," I say quietly. He looks at me wide eyed.

"So you want to be a dancer but you have stage fright?" He asks me. I nod weakly. He grabs my shoulders as I stare into his eyes. "But I know how good you are," he says, moving my hair from my face. The touch of his fingers makes my skin tingle. "If you get nervous, just look at me," he says as I open my mouth to protest. "I believe in you," he says leaning in. I close my eyes ready for him to kiss me. But I feel his lips press against my forehead. I breath out. "Good luck," he winks cheekily at me, and I laugh. I run back to Chloe, and get ready for our performance.

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