My Summer love

When Sam gets sent to a musical talent camp everything seems dull, until she sees who the councilors are. 5 dreamy boys, but she keeps her eye on Niall who ends up becoming the boy of her dreams. She thinks everything seems well until one of the one of the very jealous girls starts spreading rumors about Sam and Niall.

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24. Josh's Story

I woke up the next morning and unlocked my phone. It's become a habit i guess. First I check my Instragram, then my Twitter, my Facebook, my Kik, and then Snapchat. I have become obsessed with most social networks, and my mom tells to me that I'm on my phone to much. After I was done checking everything it was 9:30. I quickly hopped in the shower and put m hair into a side braid. I grabbed a purple hoodie, an old T-shirt and some jeans. I slipped on my converse and headed outside. I have to talk to Josh. When I got to cabin 5, which was just next door, I knocked slightly and heard a groan and footsteps. When the door opened it was a half asleep Josh shirtless in just his underwear. My mouth dropped open and I turned around. I could nearly feel his embarrassment as he said "just a second!". He went back into his room and then came back to the door. 

"I have pants on now it's ok." He said, and I turned around. He was now in sweatpants and a white tank top. I looked behind him and rose my eyebrows. There were Red Solo cups littered all across the floor and it reeked of nicotine and alcohol. There were several guys and girls passed out on the floor and some were naked. Great. Now I am mentally scarred for life.

"How about we talk out here." I suggested. He looked behind him and flinched.

"Good idea." He said and stepped outside closing the door behind him. We went outback and sat on the picnic bench. 

"What did you want to talk about?" He asked. He doesn't seem to be the 'dick' Niall says he is. Although he was being really rude yesterday.

"Um, well I don't know how to put this. Well Niall told me about your past, and your dad and how..." I trailed off. 

"Son of a bitch." He muttered under his breath. I shifted at his use of language but tryed to play it off.

"Well I'm going to tell you my version of the story and you can tell me how well it matches up." He said. I nodded in agreement. 

"Well you see when I was 8 or 9 my dad started to drink. He would go to the bar every night, he would gamble get drunk, and sometimes hit up other girls. He would come home and if my mom was there he say things like , you ungrateful bitch! I treat you so well and you give me nothing in return! You are a weak despicable human being. Then he would hit her. Again and again. Leaving bruises all over her. This went on until I was probably 13 or 14 years old. I started to stand up to him. It didn't make anything better. He would yell at me, drunk. He would beat me. Sometimes he locked me in the basement for hours on end. When I was 15 I started to drink, a lot. I got drunk and I hooked up with girls and did a lot of things I shouldn't have. This was the year I met Styles. He became my best friend, and introduced me to some of his mates. Everything started to get better. We started a band, my dad started to stop drinking. Everything was good. That only lasted for about 6 months. It all started up again. This time Malik started to bug me about it. Teasing me, making jokes, and it pissed me off. I started drinking again. I started to smoke, get high and go to parties. That's when I found out my dad shot my mother and then committed suicide. I was torn apart. All these years I had pieces of me being ripped right off of me! Then Styles started to ignore me. Malik started to tease me. Everything sucked. I've pretty much hated all of them since then. Malik especially. Then Styles, then Horan, Tomlinson, Liam I never really befriended. He's been like a brother to me. He helps me get through things. So here I am." He finished and sighed. 

Most of it matched up but not all of it. This time it was in much more detail. I thought I was going to cry at some points.

"So are you just gonna sit there or are you going to say something?" He snapped.

"I-I-I'm sorry for everything that ever happened you." I said. I don't know why but I needed to say something.

"Typical. You don't have to say sorry for something THEY did. My mother, my father, Malik, Styles, Horan. None of them! You are not them!" He yelled standing up. He then took a deep breath and sat down. He rested his head in his hands and sighed. 

"The story didn't match up exactly." I finally said.

"Figured." 

"It was in much more detail, and Niall didn't tell me about Harry or Zayn. " I said.

"Protecting his friends. I don't blame him. I would have done the same thing." He said lifting his head up.

"You should come to our party tonight. A pretty girl like shouldn't be at her cabin bored all night. Have a drink! Be adventurous!" He said putting that smug look on his face.

"You disturb me. And no I don't feel sorry for you!" I snapped and walked back to my cabin.

When I stepped back in the cabin most of me wanted to punch Josh's face in. I don't know why but I have an undying hate for him. He doesn't respect anyone. I wouldn't doubt it if he didn't even respect himself. He doesn't actually. He got high , he did drugs, he drank at 15. He's a dick and nothing is going to change him. 

"Why where you talking to him?" I jumped I didn't even notice Niall standing there.

"I just wanted to get the full story that's all." I replied after my heart beat went down.

"You don't trust me?" He asked anger flooding his voice. 

"Of course I trust you Niall. It's just" I tried to come up with something to explain this. "Like when something is written in first person. You want to know some more perspectives. Not just from the narrator's point of view because you want to know the feelings, and the thoughts of the other person." I came up with. He smiled and pulled me into a hug. 

"i'm sorry Sam it's just I don't like you talking to him." He explained.

"It's ok Niall. I'm sorry to." I replied. He kissed the top of my head and then let go.

"Alright well I gotta get going I'll see you tomorrow though? Let's finish that song!" He said and then headed out the door.

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