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.


40. The Beginning Of Traveling

*That Night*

~Amber's POV~

Another silent night in bed. Everyone else is asleep, and I really don't want to slip into Dreamland. My headphones are playing 'Nine In The Afternoon'. I close my eyelids and sigh. Tomorrow Emily does something close to what I did. I'm happy for her. All that's left are Delaney and Sarah. They are going to be hard cookies to crack. They'll break eventually, though.

*The Next Day-Mid-morning*

I adjust my earpiece. This is it; only a few more seconds. "Please welcome on to the stage, Dangerous!"

The girls and I rush on stage and get ready in seconds. Then we start. Emily sings most of the song, and she's awesome. We all are. It gets to the end where there's a new instrumental we added so Emily can ask Niall. It's a good thing the boys are right up front. "Niall, I know you like me. So, will you be mine?" Emily asks.

"Yes!" comes Niall's Irish voice. Now only two girls are left.

The song ends, and we exit the stage. Time for Olivia, Emily, and I to go on a plane.

*Hours Later*

"A room to ourselves, I'd like that," I smile at Harry.

"Liam and I get a room too. Right?" Olivia asks.

"Yes," Harry says.

"Niall and Emily, too," Louis says.

"Where are we going?" Emily asks.

"Seattle," Niall says.

"I'm glad I'm finally starting to travel around the world. Starting with my own home country," I say.

"It's a beautiful country," Zayn says.

"That it is," Liam says.

*Even More Hours Later*

"I'm glad we can at least spend these next few hours together before we have to go to bed," I snake my arms around Harry's neck.

"I'm very glad, too," Harry's hands rest on my waist.

"I love you," I peck his lips.

"I love you, too," he starts kissing me. Our tongues meet after a minute or so. Then after a few more minutes, Harry pulls away. Resting his forehead on mine. "Can we talk?"


He pulls me into bed. I cuddle into his chest. "Have you thought about what I said we could do on your birthday?"

"I have."

"What are your thoughts?"

"How much do you want it?"

"A lot. I'd do anything to do it with you. I can wait until your birthday."

"I'm just afraid that's what our relationship will be based on. Just doing it."

"That won't happen. I won't let it happen. We'll be separated for a while a few days after your birthday anyways."

"I don't want that time to come. I'm gonna let what happens happen. You do whatever you feel like on my birthday. I'll try and go with it."

"Okay," Harry kisses the top of my head.

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