Welcome To Straight Camp

When the parents of Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Nick Grimshaw, Liam Payne, Louis Tomlinson and Zayn Malik heard about Straight Camp, they all thought of the same thing.

None of them understood the pain their son's went through each and everyday, all they saw was sin. Which is what they were brought up to believe.

It's at Straight Camp where the motto is 'Think Straight' and the punishments were absurd, where these six boys are challenged, they are there with the intention of tricking them out of homosexuality.

Little do the staff know, that romance is already blossoming behind the closed doors of Cabin 382.


6. Straighten Your Heart Soul Body and Mind

Zayn clutched his backpack, which was sat upon his lap, he didn't trust his bag on the bus, never had on a public so why would it change for the summer camp bus? 

The night before he was laughing his head off with his sister about the stupid rules printed out on the parent instruction list that his mother had printed out. 

"Laptops, mobile phones, magazines and ipods are not allowed on the property, any pornographic material found in your child's possession will be destroyed, and no refunds will be available." 

What kind of person did they think he was anyway? Gay didn't make you automatically some kind of sex addict. He hadn't even touched himself let alone touching someone else. They way the boy beside him was looking at him made him feel a little nervous, he had introduced himself as Louis, but Zayn didn't really care. It's not like his last crush went anywhere special, and the way the staff kept yelling at even a hand shake made him nervous. 

There were girls on the bus too, he had been confused at first, but it wasn't long until he pieced it all together. Girls were gay too, the girls were sent for the same reason as he was. It made him nervous even thinking about what they were going to make them all do. 

There was a blonde girl sitting in front of him, she was loud and almost annoying by the way she would talk in her snobby accent. Zayn rolled his eyes every time she had to ask what the girl beside her had meant. Typical blonde, he observed hoping this was as close to her as he would ever get. 

It didn't even phase him when he saw the girl beside of her lean over and kiss her behind the ear. They were doing it just to annoy the nazi like staff members, or at least that's what Zayn thought. 

A Woman who must have been in her late thirties, stormed over and started yelling at the two girls. Everyone in the whole bus turned to see what was going on. 

"What's your name?" The woman barked at the pair who were erupted in a fit of giggles. The woman was not impressed, she started looking through her roll list, trying to figure out their names.

"Eleanor Calder." The brunette said proudly, looking over at the blonde one who had her face buried in her hands, trying not to laugh. 

"Switch seats with him" She pointed to Louis who sat beside Zayn. She looked up at the woman and swore at her, turning around and tapping Louis on the shoulder. "Hey, the dragon lady wants me to switch with you." She told him with an eye role. Louis groaned but he stood up and swapped with her anyway. He was one of those people who could get along with anybody, which was why he eased straight into a conversation with the blonde, despite the 'dragon' lady still standing over them with a frown. 

Eleanor turned to face Zayn on the seat, her tiny legs folded perfectly as she sat cross legged. "I'm El," She introduced, holding her hand out for him to shake. Zayn looked at her for a while, before removing his grip on his bag and shaking her hand gently. 

"Happy?" She asked the dragon lady who was watching them touch. She giggled turning back to face him. "So, do you think they will make us shag or something? Cos seriously I am not going anywhere near a penis, no offence, I am sure yours is lovely..." Zayn blushed at the turn of conversation. "...but like, not my thing ya know?" He nodded, smiling shyly at the bold girl. 

"I didn't catch your name," She said suddenly, causing Zayn's voice to get caught in his throat as he croaked out the four letter name. "Zayn." 


"You will be assigned a cabin, each cabin will have six separate beds where six boys or six girls will be allocated. If you misuse any of those beds you will be transferred to solitary for a duration of time that is best suited for your crime." A fat man who reminded Zayn of Santa bellowed in the dining hall, every camper from both far and near were sitting down listening to the camp manager waft on about the stupid camp policies that he had no interest in. The Eleanor girl was sitting at a table on the other side of the room, she had talked to him for the rest of the bus ride over, all about how much she hated her parents for not accepting her, and how she dreamed of being a lesbian model that girls could look up to.

He honestly didn't care, but he admired her wanting to share. 

"Each cabin will be assigned it's own staff member who will be living with you for the whole summer, they will act as your supervisor, you will report to them with any problems or questions." Zayn nodded, sort of listening, sort of trying to block his crappy speech out of his mind.

"Cabin 382, Harry Styles, Liam Payne, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan, Nicholas Grimshaw and Zayn Malik." Zayn jumped when he heard his name being called, he had day dreamed through the rest of the speech, and completely missed them announcing room allocations. He stood up and walked over to five other boys who all had the same bored expressions written all over their faces. 

"Hey it's the kid from the bus" Louis smiled, patting him on the back, ignoring the staff who told him to stop touching him. 

They were all marched back to their cabin with a woman, Zayn had thought for sure that their cabin leader would have been male, but no they were stuck with a girl, one who actually looked happier than most of the other staff members, it definitely caught Zayn's attention.

"Welcome to 382." She beamed, unlocking the door and leading them to the bedroom. The kid with the curls was the first to speak. 

"Where is your bed?" He asked politely, causing the girl to smile. 

"My bed is down the hall, you don't need me in here do you? I look a mess in the morning." She chuckled, Zayn smiled, for such a high security camp this sure was different to life outside of the cabin. Almost relaxing in a way, they were trusted behind the closed doors of cabin 382, and that made him secretly glad.

"I'm Caroline by the way." She introduced herself as the boys claimed their beds. Zayn sat back waiting for them to all chose theirs, he walked over to the only empty one left, right next to the window, beside the blonde kid who gave him an awkward smile, before turning his attention back to Caroline who had called them over to sit down on the floor together.

"So, we are going to go around the room and say our names and one thing you would like everyone to know, and no it can't be 'I'm gay' cos that isn't a trademark in this place" She said with a chuckle, resulting in a few snickers from the other boys.

"You first." she pointed to Louis who was seated closest to her. He was the leader type, the guy who everyone liked hanging around, the one who never shut up or acted sensible. Zayn was curious to see what his fact would be.

"I'm Louis, Tomlinson or just Louis." He said firstly, shaking his hair out of his eyes and smiling over at Caroline as if to say 'This is stupid, but I will do it anyway' "...and I like it up the...only kidding, I am from Doncaster, that's pretty cool right?" He asked and Caroline nodded, relieved that he had given a respectable answer. 

Next to Louis it was the boy with a shaved hair style. Zayn turned his attention to the boy and listened in. "I'm Liam, and my fave colour is blue." He said shrugging like he had nothing better to say, it was then the turn of the boy who was beside him, Zayn didn't know his name. All he knew was this guy was a little odd to him. 

"Oh right, my turn. I'm Nick, and I work at my dad's radio station." He said quickly as if he wanted to get it over with. Zayn figured he didn't like talking about himself, and neither did he. 

Caroline started talking, telling Nick that she thought his job was cool, but Zayn zoned out once again. Until the curly haired boy was told to speak. "M'name's Harry and I like romantic strolls down the beach." He said cheekily causing everybody to laugh, even Caroline was laughing between shaking her head and sighing. "Right well, seriously. I am like a cat whisperer" He said in a serious tone, he talked kind of slow, and Zayn didn't know if he liked it. 

"Oh he talks to cats!" Louis teased, "No, shut up. I am serious, like if your cat is a bitch, and tries to claw your eyes out or whatever. I can like calm it down." he explained, everyone was torn between laughing and taking him seriously, the topic remained on Harry's cat wrangling skills for a few more minutes before Caroline cleared her throat and pointed to the next boy. 

"I'm Niall, and I am Irish." She said with a small smile, it was so simple, yet Zayn noted it was perfect. Everyone else he had spoken to on the trip had been from England, it was definitely something to be known for. He almost forgot that it was his turn, when Caroline pointed to him. "You must be Zayn right?" He nodded, and everyone turned to face him.

"I-I like to record my own songs." He said softly, not expecting a reaction from any of them. All at once they started talking, Louis was blabbing on about making cat music, and Niall started suggesting that Nick and Zayn should talk music. There were so many conversations going on that he could hardly keep up, neither could Caroline.

"Guys!" She exclaimed with a chuckle. They all quieted down and turned to her.

"Time for the next part." She pulled out a small bucket that had slips of paper inside of it. Zayn gulped, what was going to happen now? He thought to himself. He hated surprises.

"Now, you are going to pick your camp buddy, sad to say for your sake's that yes they will be female, but hey you might gain a friend?" She passed the bucket around for everyone to pick out a name. Zayn's heart sunk when he read the name in his hand. 'Perrie Edwards' The dumb blonde from the bus.

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