Camp • a 5SOS fanfiction

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Blake Liles - Tuesday

I invite you to the second floor for a magical dinner night in the cafeteria.

Please wear something good (if you have anything) and don't bring anyone else because I don't want them there.

I hope too see you there at 6:00pm

Kind Regards,

Michael Clifford.

I smiled at the wobbly hand writing written down on a strip of paper, gently folding the invitation putting it safely in the pocket of my jeans as I prepared to get ready for Michaels date night. I didn't exactly bring anything too flash obviously, because camp. My hands scavenged through my clothes pulling out several items before laying my fingers on the soft black fabric of my simple dress. Mia and I had planned to go out for tea one night with the girls or something just for a pampering Mia insisted. Thanking myself for actually bringing it, I pulled it out holding it in front of my kneeling body. I found myself chewing on my bottom lip unsure if it'll still fit. I mean, it's been a while since I've worn a dress, the last time probably being my mums birthday dinner.

I squeezed into the dress, observing it in a hanging mirror in the bathroom. It hugged to my body tightly showing visible of the slight erupting from my bloating stomach. It cut off a couple inches from the knees, and the sleeves just above my elbows showing off the massive bruise that'd form from Ashton's stitching. It wasn't much, but it'd have to do. I lightly did my makeup before throwing my hair up into a high ponytail.

"It's fine Blake," I muttered to myself biting on the inside of my cheek. Just hoping Michael isn't expecting a model or some shit.

Not being able to work with much for shoes, I chucked on a pair of sandals looking down at my feet sighing. Why the hell do feet have to be so weird?

Picking up my bag, I closed the door quickly half running half walking to our room chucking it down in the pile with the boys packs. Michael was no where to be seen, but Luke, Calum and Ashton sat all on one bed their mouths dropped open.

"You clean up well," Ashton winked making my cheeks heat up. Those dimples, oh my.

"Where are you going?" Luke asked his eyes slightly narrowed, his lips tucked into his teeth.

"On a date," I smiled smoothing back my damp hair.

"With Michael?" Calum questioned a slight grin plastered on his face.

I nodded back, watching Luke's eyes slowly fall down to his hands his tongue running over his chapped lips.

"Don't get up to too much," Cal said his lips slightly in a smirk as he winked making my eyes widen.

"Wa- what no no- oh my, Calum." I flicked him off while Luke harshly elbowed him in a ribs leaving Calum wincing in pain.

"What was that for!" He faced an uncomfortable Luke who looked awfully sad.

"Are you okay?" I asked Luke.

"Yes."

"You sure?"

"Very sure."

"Okay."

"Okay." He said bluntly pulling out his phone tapping harshly on the screen.

Are people sure there is nothing called a man-period?

"Catch you's later then," I dragged, awkwardly walking out the door giving a slight wave goodbye.

"Have fun love birds!" I heard Ashton yell making me chuckle to myself making my way to the cafeteria.

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