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.


60. The Good And The Terrible Storm

*The Next Day-Mid-Afternoon*

"I called it," Olivia says as the boys walk into our studio room.

"Called what?" Harry asks as he sits down next to me on the couch.

"That you'd come visit us today," Emily gives one of her angel smiles. Only do us girls know that it means she's lying.

"Oh, well we missed you girls," Louis gives Delaney a kiss.

"So, is everyone hanging with their special someone tomorrow?" Sarah asks.

"Yeah," everyone but Zayn answers.

"What are you and Zayn gonna do?" Liam asks Sarah.

"It was gonna be a surprise, but I'm gonna take Sarah out on a little picnic adventure," Zayn says.

Sarah smiles, "Sounds like fun."

"I'm glad you two are hanging out," Emily smiles.

Me too Em. Me too.

*The Next Day-Noon*

~Sarah's POV~

"This is a very nice picnic," I take another bite of my sub.

"I'm glad you like it. I'm also glad I'm getting to spend time with you," Zayn smiles.

"Me too. It's a nice day out and I'm hanging with a very nice boy."

"You know, your days to officially become my girlfriend are dwindling."

"What are you talking about?" I take a sip of my pop.

"Your days at this camp are coming to an end. And I want you to become my girlfriend before you leave," he takes a bite of his sub.

"Don't worry. I'll give you an answer before I leave. I promise."

"I also want to kiss you before you leave."

I choke a little on my pop, "Excuse me?"

"One kiss will be fine by me. But I need to kiss you."

I feel a heat come to my cheeks, "You'll get your kiss, Bad Boi. I promise." When it'll be, I'm not sure. Maybe the last day.

"Okay, good. I bet you give great kisses."

"That's what I've been told."

"Then I can't wait."

*The Next Day-Late Morning*

I collapse onto the floor, "Can it be Saturday already?"

"Just one more day," Emily flops onto the couch.

"I don't want to practice anymore," Olivia groans as she falls down next to me.

"Me either," Sarah falls into the recliner.

"Then let's just rest," Delaney flops onto the couch with Emily.

"I should have went to bed early," I shut my eyes.

"Same here," Emily mumbles just loud enough to hear.

"I'm not really sure why I'm tired," Sarah says.

"I vote for a nap," Delaney says. "All in favor say 'I'."

"I", the other girls say.

But I barely hear them because I'm already drifting off to Dreamland. I have a date with Dream Harold and I'm not skipping.

*The Next Day-Evening*

The girls and I are huddled together in the living room as a terrible thunder storm rages outside. "When will the boys get here," I whine. I'm deathly afraid of any kind of storm.

"Soon Amber. Soon," Emily reassures.

A few minutes later the front door opens and quickly shuts. "Girls!" comes a mixture of British and an Irish voice.

"Living room!" we yell back. Then seconds later the boys are in the room. All five soaking wet.

"We'll be right back," Harry says. "We're going to change into dry clothes."

I notice Liam has a bag; most likely carrying the clothes. "Please hurry," I'm so scared my voice is barely audible.

"We will," Louis says as the boys rush down the hall, probably to the bathroom.

After a few more minutes of us girls huddled together and scared out of our wits, the boys reappear. Each boy gets with his special girl; making sure to hold her close. Whispering sweet nothings to calm her down.

"It's okay Buttercup. Curly Whirly is here to protect you now," Harry whispers to me. Giving me a kiss on the cheek.

"I hate this," I stutter back.

"Just try and fall asleep against me. Everything will be alright in the morning." He pulls me a little closer.

I snuggle into his chest. "Okay, night," I choke out.

"Night babe," he kisses the top of my head. And then I somehow fall into Dreamland to the terrible sounds of the storm and Harry's gentle rocking.

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