Summer Camp

Ally was wishing for a fun filled summer at home with her friends this summer. But when her parents unexpectedly ship her off to camp, her plans are ruined. She's devastated, and vows to not have fun at camp the whole summer. But then Ally meets Harry, Louis, Zayn, Liam, and Niall, people she would never normally hang out with. They become instant friends. And when Ally falls for one of them, the results are like nothing she ever imagined.


32. A Night Out

A pounding on the front door startles me awake. It must be Ansley. I race downstairs and open the door. Ansley wraps her arms around me while saying, "I missed you so much! We're going to have so much fun this weekend!" I hug her back, overwhelmed by the familiar scent of her fruity perfume. When she pulls back, she examines me and tilts her head questioningly. "Is something wrong, Ally?" she asks me. I should have known I wouldn't be able to hide anything from Ansley. She knows me better than anyone. "I'm just tired," I say. I can tell she doesn't buy it, but maybe I'll tell her what really happened later. Ansley steps back and surveys the empty house. "It's so quiet," she observes. She turns back to me. "Do you want to go to the club tonight?" she says out of the blue. Ansley wants to go clubbing? It surprises me, but I don't say so. "Sure," I agree. "But I don't have anything to wear." Ansley takes my hand and pulls me up the stairs to my room, where she then flings my closet door open. "This!" she says, her eyes lighting up as she pulls out a short black dress I wore once for Halloween. "That's very...short," I protest. She hands it to me and picks up my black heels. "Perfect," she proclaims. "Not a very original idea for a club idea, but it'll work. Put it on!" I obediently go to the bathroom. When I'm dressed, I stare at myself in the mirror. I barely recognize myself. When I come out, Ansley claps her hands over her mouth as she squeals. "You look do different!" she says. "Can I do your hair?" I shrug and sit down at my vanity. She curls my hair and does my makeup. By then it's already nearing five o clock. Ansley quickly gets dressed in a red wrap dress and heels and we're ready to go. As we wait for one of Ansley's friends to pick us up, we talk. "So how's smart kid camp?" I ask. Her face lights up. "There are so many cute boys, Ally! It's like heaven! But the classes are really good too. They're interesting." I nod half-heartedly. A honk from outside causes us to jump. "Ready?" Ansley asks, taking my hand.


"What's your name?" a guy says, coming up to where I'm dancing with Ansley and her friend Rhiannon. He points his gaze at me, which surprises me because usually the guys go for Ansley. "I'm Ally," I tell him. "Can I get you something to drink?" he says. I follow him to the bar where we both down too many shots of vodka. After a while, he leads me back to the dance floor. Before I know what's happening, he's kissing me. "You're so hot," he whispers in my ear when I sit down at the edge of the dance floor, exhausted. "Thanks," I slur. "Do you wanna come home with me?" he asks. I nod, too tired to speak. He wraps his arm around my waist and helps me outside. As soon as we're outside, I bend over and throw up. The guy waits, and then escorts me to his car. "My place isn't too far away," he tells me as he buckles the seat belt of the passenger's seat for me. "Hey! Get her out of that car!" I hear a voice shout. It sounds oddly familiar, but I can't put my finger on who it is. "Whoa, okay, okay," the guy says, stepping away. "Sorry." A pair of hands reaches in the car and picks me up. "Niall?" I say, confused. "No, no, it's Zayn," he says. I hear the car drive off. "I'll take you back to my place until you recover," Zayn tells me. "You're drunk." My head lolls to one side. "I don't feel drunk," I laugh. The last thing I remember before blacking out is Zayn saying, "Ally, you're gonna have one hell of a hangover tomorrow."

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