*Niall’s POV*
I groan as my eyes pop open. I try to move my thigh but it instantly screams for me to knock it off. I roll up my ripped pant leg to reveal a purple bruise the size of my fist. I inspect the rest of my body and find 2 bruises and a thorn caught in the palm of my hand. I gingerly run my hand over the fist sized bruise on my leg and wince in pain. I haven’t been this banged up since the time I attempted to roller skate during X-Factor. I look around and find myself back in the daybed, the array of pillows as my pillow. I hear the squeak of the door knob and I quickly toss my head back into the pillows and close my eyes.
“Hey baby,” Sam says, walking over and running a hand through my hair “You awake yet?” I groan in response and open my eyes. I yawn.
“Hey babe,” I say.
“How are you feeling?” she asks.
“Hurty.” I say “all over. What happened?”
“Well you fell asleep,” she giggled “and you fell out of the tree and into a thorn bush. I’m surprised you didn’t wake up.”
“Well we Irish are heavy sleepers,” I grin but wince at my bruise.
“Well Leprechaun, let’s see what I can do about that bruise of yours,” She says. She lifts my pant leg up and frowns at the bruise. I wonder how I’m going to get yelled at by Liam for ripping my good pants. She gently puts my leg on a pillow and puts ice on it. I wince at first but soon sigh in relief. She reaches for the thorn hand but I yank it away.
“It’s gonna hurt!” I whine.
“Well I came prepared,” she says and holds up a bowl of Lucky Charms. I start eating the Lucky Charms while Sam pulls the thorn out of my hand quickly. “How are those Lucky Charms?” she giggles.
“They’re magically delicious… Just like me,” I say cheekily and wiggle my eyebrows.
“I know, I know,” she giggles, her cheeks turning pink. Adorable.
Soon my hand was all bandaged up and my leg was feeling much better. I could walk but not for a long time and I couldn’t run without limping. She led me home where I showered and, of course, Liam yelled at me for ripping my good jeans and that I think about what I did and blah blah blah. Liam, I love you to death but serious. They’re JEANS. Not my mum’s china or anything.
“WERE GONNA GO CAMPING!” Lou yelled.
“What happened to secret Boo?!” yelped Lexi.
“Yeah Niall, were gonna go camping for a few days!” Sam says as I dry my wet hair.
“WHAT?!” I say and my towel falls down from my waist. I yelp and pull it back up (A/N no Nialler! You don’t HAVE to put it back on…now XD) while everyone else shouts “Ewww!” or “My eyes!” or “Let’s keep it PG!”
“We’re going…CAMPING!?!” I say. She nods. “Yes!” I fist pump.
“Camping back in X-Factor, lads,” Lou says. We all sigh at the memory. Roasting marshmallows, weenies (I mean hot dogs) catching on fire, scary stories, trying to find Bigfoot at 2 AM, rope swings, driving a jeep at 100 mph, making plans to raid a nearby cub scout camp when I ate all the food. Good times.
“The cars are packed!” Julie said “but you and Sam are riding in the car-that-doesn’t-have-any-food.” Sam and I “aww.”
“Yeah cuz we don’t want the cub scout raid plan ACTULLY happening,” Harry giggles.
“TO THE CAR!” Lou says.
“Wait, can I at least put some clothes on?” I ask.
*Sam’s POV*
