[COMPLETE] "And last but not least, Louis and April, you'll be partners on this trip."
April Rose and Louis Tomlinson despise each other, but what happens when they are partners on a school camping trip for a week and are forced to share a cabin?
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April Rose As Louis' hands were on my hips, mine on his neck with one in the back of his hair we swayed to the music, foreheads touching. He pulled me closer to him so my hips were on his and our chests were touching.
We smile and look into each other's eyes, my stomach filling with butterflies as I do so. Our lips find our way together, moving together in the same pace as we sway our hips.
I've missed him so much.
Other couples around us were doing the same while others stayed on the sides with friends. I just wanted to never let go of Louis, I wanted to stay with him forever.
My birthday was the day before I go to NYU so he's here for the weekend I presume. I needed to thank Summer for this because I wasn't expecting this. "Louis?" I hear a familiar deep raspy voice.
We pull away and look at Harry standing there, in jeans, a Iron Maiden shirt, a red open flannel, converses, and a green snapback cap backwards on his head. I also noticed his hair was cut shorter now.
He looked like a frat boy.
"Haz," he smiles.
"What are you doing here?" he asks in shock.
"I'm dancing with my girlfriend, what are you wearing?"
"I'm not here for prom, yuck, I'm selling," he holds out a small back with white pills in them but keeps it near his pocket to avoid getting caught. "I've made a fortune,"
"Did you put vodka in the punch?"
"Pfft, of course I did," he looks me up and down. "Well shit," he stares at my open v cut — regretting my choices now.
"Hey," Louis snaps his fingers in front of his eyes which makes them snap to Louis. I use Louis' arm to cover it while he's here.
"Anyway, I've got another deal in a minute," he leaves as he walks through the crowds of people.
"He's such a frat boy," I murmur.
"I know right," he grabs my hips again and pulls me to him again. "I've changed my mind, you look sexy as hell," he whispers in my ear. Goose bumps ignite my skin and I smile.
"Thanks, you cleaned up nicely too, and...I watched the video," I grab his open blazer, fixing it up for him.
"Our video?" I nod.
"How was it?" he smirks.
"I see why you watch it all the time," I grin.
"What you did with the vibrator the other day was naughty,"
"Was it?" I play off, biting my lip.
"You're playing a risky game," he shakes his head slowly. "You know how much I miss you like that,"
