Road Map (book 2)

Chapter 6: Fire light and Katy Perry songs

Today we didn't get much further than yesterday. Mainly because we slept in and got up late. In other words we didn't have that long until I was dark again.

At the moment, the four of us were sitting around our fire. Gemma decided it was a good thing to sing campfire songs. The only problem is, she doesn't know any campfire songs.

She ended up singing Katy Perry songs.

Which is close enough, I guess...

While she was singing, I decided to take note of what we've got everything in our two backpacks and on our selfs.

The boys both had their wallets on them, which was mainly empty. Gemma had a lipice on her and her phone, which was useless and probably flat. I had nothing on me, everything I needed I placed in my back pack, as per usual.

This back pack has gone so many places and yet it's still trusted and very strong. This bag is braver than I am sometimes...

~Gemma's back pack contents:
A phone charger, gum, three packs of marshmallows, Fifty Shades of Grey, deodrant, hand sanitizer, a packet of playing cards, her iPod, earphones and a packed of crisps~

~My back pack contents:
Scissors, a tampon, energie bars, a flashlight, rope, cable ties, a pair of jeans and a extra shirt, bandage, a box of Cheerios, and an extra pink dotted bra~

"Okay, seems we have mostly useful things," I said to myself while putting everything but one packet of marshmallows back.

"Who wants some?" I said and waved the packet at them. Gemma probably thought it was funny and yanked my arm. Hard. I dropped the marshmallows.

It dropped into the fire.

With crazy eyes I turned towards Gemma, who was busy trying to blend in next to Steven.

"What. The. Actual. Fuck?" Was all I could say. Well now our stock list was minus one pack of marshmallows that we didn't even eat. Great.

"I'm sorry," Gemma said softly from next to Steven. I told her I forgave her before going towards Keith. The little twat was amused, of all things he could've been, he was amused.

"It's not funny," I told him and sat down next to him. He pulled me up onto his lap and I rested my head against his shoulder.

"I've got one," Keith suddenly said and I looked at him. He had a very cute smirk on his face and I wanted to kiss him, but I was to curious.

"What?" I asked him and he smiled wickedly.

"You're so hot baby, I could roast my meat on you," he said and his eyes twinkled. I blinked a few times. Then I thought of one.

"You're like Pringles. Once I've popped you, I can't stop you," I said and kissed him teasingly on the cheek. He chuckled lightly before throwing me the next one.

"You're like my little toe, I'm going to bang you on every furniture in my house," he whispered teasingly. I cracked a smile but kept my poker face.

"Keep it quiet, but I'm completely naked underneath my clothes," I whisper into his ear.

"My couch pulls out. I don't," he whispered into mine before gently kissing my neck. It was like fire went through my body and I was kissing him. Hard.

"We," kiss, "shouldn't," kiss kiss, "doing," more kissing, "this," even more kissing, "fuck everything," and his arms were tightly around me, pressing me to him in the best way possible. His tonouge carefully stroked mine, making my head spin. But when his hand went beneath my shirt towards my back, I was lost in his touch, in his kisses, in him.

"Get a room!" Gemma yelled and Keith and I broke apart, both breathing heavily.

"We'd love to, but you see there aren't any near," Keith said back to her. He brushed the hair out of my face before kissing me once -twice- more.

He then laid me down next to him before tightly pulling me closer and snuggling his head into my hair.

"Sweet dreams, my love," he whispered against my hair. I fell asleep in his arms and had a very peaceful and restful nights rest.

Maybe be stuck out here isn't such a bad thing...

Wait. No. It is. Because it means Keith and I don't have the privacy of our own room or place. We had to share the open air with Gemma and Steven.

Maybe we should just leave them here...

No. That would make me a bad friend.

Damnit. I really, really, wished Keith and I were alone somewhere save and familiar, cuddling and planning our wedding.

Suddenly it hit me again. I was engaged to Keith Fray. I was going to be Ally Fray...

Excitement started building in my stomach and I could imagine life with Keith as my husband...