One Summer with 1D

Chapter 4

It was dark and I could only hear muffled voices.

"Kate, is she gonna be alright," A deep British accent asked.

"She's tough, she'll be up in no time." My eyes fluttered open on cue to 6 pairs of eyes. 1 belonging to Kate and the other 5 belonging to One Direction.

"Speak of the devil! I told you she's tough, Harry!" Harry, as in the Harry I have a major crush on. I sat up slowly on my elbows and touched a tender spot on my forehead.

"What happened," I asked.

"Lou failed at throwing the football to me and instead hit you," Harry explained.

"How is it that everywhere I go I attract danger," I asked. Kate just laughed a little. Kate got up from the sand and extended a hand to me. I took it and pulled myself up. I brushed the sand off myself and shook out the sand from my hair.

"Ew that looked like you shook dandruff out of your hair," Kate teased. I felt my face turn hot and I shot her a look.

"Okay, so guys this is the famous Cedes I've been telling you all about."

"Hi I'm Liam."

"Niall."

"Louis."

"Zayn."

"And I'm Harry Styles. So, I heard you have a thing for me?" He wiggled his eyebrows and I felt my face go hot again. I'm so going to get Kate back later. All of a sudden I felt someone start poking my cheek. It was Louis.

"You're cute when you blush," He said.

"Um, thanks?" Great reply loser. Ugh, why am I so awkward around boys?

"I wouldn't call you awkward," I heard Harry say. Crap, did I say that out loud?

"Um how much of that did you hear?"

"All of it," Zayn replied. His hair reminded me of Sailor's hair because of the blonde streak and how Sailor just got highlights in her dark hair.

"So, have you had any trouble with crazy fans," I asked the boys.

"Actually, everyone here is very controlled. Do they do a background check on all of the campers before they get accepted," Liam replied.

"Well, I got this questionaire with my form. Most of the girls' who didnt get accepted probably wrote 'stalking One Direction' as their hobby," I answered. They all laughed at that.

"That would make a lot of sense. There's actually not a lot of girls here, maybe 20 and there's like 50 guys," Liam said. I have noticed that there are way more boys than girls. I looked at the ground and saw the football and I picked it up.

"Anyone up to the challenge of playing a game of football with me," I asked with a devious smile.

"Don't embarrass the boys like that, you are the one who grew up in a house full of athletes," Kate purposely "whispered" out loud.

"Embarrass us? Please, I played high school football," Harry informed us.

"Well obviously your not very good at it since you didn't catch a little messed up throw," I said while stepping up to Harry so that our chests were inches apart. I heard a few "oohs" from the other boys.

"I guess I'll just have to prove you wrong," Harry whispered in my ear making my stomach flutter.

"Kate, Louis; you guys are on my team." I chose Louis to make Harry jealous that I have his Boo-Bear. Hopefully, this will throw him off some.

"You sure you don't want 4 instead of 3," Harry asked me.

"Oh I'm positive. I don't need another player to prove I'm a winner." Man, I'm really good at trash talking.

"We'll see about that," Harry said with a smirk. I turned around and huddled my team together.

"Okay, Louis, I've experienced your powerful throw so you're going to be quarter back. Kate, I know you like to tackle so you'll hike the ball and tackle whoever you want to. I'll be running back because I can run really fast for a long period of time. Sound good?" They both shook their heads yes and smiled. When we broke the huddle, Louis pulled me to the side.

"Fair warning, Harry's really fast and likes to tackle. Just don't look behind you and focus on the goal."

"Thanks for the advice, Louis." We walked back onto the "field" and began our game.