Camp Direction *Complete*

Amber, Emily, Olivia, Delaney, and Sarah make up the girl band Dangerous. They won their way into a camp for aspiring singers and others in the music business. They are so happy to finally have they dream of possibly becoming a real band come true. There's one thing though, the owners of the camp are the hot new boy band: One Direction. And they fall head over heels for these girls, but the girls have hearts of stone.


19. Swimming Time! Part 2

My arms plunge into the water, "Nothing."

He comes really close to me and grabs my hands; pulling them out of the water. Making sure my wrist face towards the sky. "These are not, 'nothing'. How did you get these? Please don't tell me you self-harm."

"I'm perfect the way I am. I would never cut my body."

"Then how did you get them," Harry's eyes are full of concern.

"It's a hard story to tell," I can feel the tears starting to form.

Harry swiftly picks me up just like back at the park on the bench. "Take a deep breath. Cry for a bit if you have to. But I must know about those scars."

I take a big, deep breath. "It was some stupid, shit party. Remember that boyfriend I told you about? The one that lasted the longest. The one that cheated on me."

"I remember."

"Well, he and I were in the kitchen of the host's house. I was leaning against the wall, and he was a few yards away standing at the counter. My mistake was breaking up with him then. I knew what happens when he gets angry, but I had to break it off with him soon. He wasn't good for me; I'd seen him cheating a few days before and he'd said nothing. I'm pretty sure he knew it was going to happen; I wasn't being myself when I was around him. Anyways, when I broke it off with him, he started throwing stray glass bottles at me. I sunk to the ground and protected my head with my arms. Shards of glass cut me as they fell. Some even got stuck. The second he stopped throwing the bottles, I got up and ran to the hospital. They patched me up and told me I'd be left with scars. Whenever someone sees my scars, I'm called emo, or 'the girl who cuts'. And it hurts. I'm so glad my friends were always there to tell the bullies off and protect me. I am so glad they are my friends." A tear escapes my eye

Harry pulls me close, "That's a terribly say story. I'm so sorry it had to happen to a beautiful girl like you. You've been treated so wrong, and I promise to make it up to you."

"Curly Whirly, can we go to the hot tub," I look at him. I'm done talking about the bad things that happened to me.

He looks down at me with that heart melting smile, "Sure, Buttercup." Then, with me still in his arms, Harry gets out of the pool and goes over to the hot tub. There he puts me down and lets me get into the hot tub on my own. Once we're in, Harry grabs my hand and intertwines out fingers.

"Okay, I have a serious question. What is, Larry Stylenson?"

"Oh, that's Louis and mine's ship name. The fan's call us that because we get on so well."

"That's very, interesting," I scrunch up my eyebrows. "You know that's some pretty messed up shit, right?" I relax my face and look at him.

He lets out a laugh, causing me to laugh. "I know it is. Our fans are pretty crazy, but dedicated. I mean, we've barely been together. Not even a year, yet. Almost though. Anyways, the whole Larry Stylenson thing is very crazy. Bullshit, as Louis says."

"What would our, as they say, ship name be?" My eyebrows scrunch up again.

Harry look at me. "Hot face, babe," he chuckles.

I relax my face and laugh. "Shut up. I thought of a name: Ambry."

"Ambry? Interesting."

"At least our ship name is about two straight people."

"You, Louis, and I should hang out sometime."

"That would be cool."

"Great. Um, so what now?"

"I have a way to get to know each other."

"So do I."

"We say something like our birthday. So, you say your birthday. Then I say my birthday. We do that for ten different things."

"That's cool. I think I've heard something like that before. Let's add a bonus fact at the end. Oh, and a dare."

"Okay. Sounds good."

"So, I'll go first?"



Okay, I just want to say, I didn't mean to offend any Larry shippers with what Amber said. I'm a little Larry shipper myself. She won't hate on the Larry thing for long though. Anyways, thanks for reading. :) 

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