Chapter 9

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"Hi, Kate," I said with a smile. I got up and tried to give her a hug but she backed away.

"I didn't come here to get a hug, Cedes. I came here for an explanation."

"The question is, are you willing to listen to it?" She shook her head yes slowly with a straight face. I told her about everything. After her that, her sour attitude went away. She pulled me into a hug and apologized as well.

"So are you going to come back to the cabin," She asked.

"I don't think I'm quite ready for that. We need to take it one step at a time." She nodded her head in agreement. I heard a few hushed "yeahs" come from the boys and I turned around to face them and they went back to eating.

"I'm gonna go and get something to eat, see you later," Kate said with a smile and wave and walked into the mess hall. I noticed her outfit today, it was a floral sundress and a jean jacket; it looked very pretty. I was still wearing Louis' sweatshirt and jean shorts because I haven't had anytime to change. I probably need to change and shower when I get back.

"Are you guys done eating yet," I asked with my arms crossed. They shook their heads no.

"While you guys are finishing up, I'm gonna go back to the cabin and shower." I waved goodbye and they each let out a muffled goodbye through full mouths.

When I got to the cabin, I laid my suitcase on the bed I used and opened it. I grabbed my shampoo, conditioner, and razor and walked into the bathroom. The bathroom was decorated with red roses and glass marbles in vases. It also smelled like flowers and vanilla, yum. I started the shower and waited for it to get warm. I found a towel in a mini closet in the bathroom. It was white and very soft.

I felt the water and when it was to my desired temperature, I stripped and got in. When I was finished with what I needed to do, I shut off the water and grabbed the towel. I quickly dried off a bit and wrapped it around my torso.

I walked out of the bathroom and saw that the boys still weren't home. What are they doing? I remembered I haven't brushed my teeth since yesterday and dug into my suitcase for my toothbrush and toothpaste. When I found them, I walked back into the bathroom and brushed my teeth. When I was finished, I walked back out of the bathroom again and began to pick out my outfit.

I ended up picking out a galaxy print loose tank and jean shorts. Before I unwrapped the towel from me, I had a feeling someone was watching me. I walked outside the cabin (Note:I'm still in my towel) and towards the window, where I found the boys trying to peek in.

I cleared my throat and the boys all turned their heads to face me.

"You guys are such perverts," I joked.

"We're just being normal boys," Harry said with a smile.

"Sigh, boys will be boys," I said as I walked back into the cabin. I grabbed my clothes and into the bathroom and locked the door. Sweet privacy.

When I was done changing, I walked back out of the bathroom and found the boys on the couch watching Spongebob.

"So, how come you guys have a TV and game system and mine doesn't," I asked.

"We brought ours with us," Harry told me in a somewhat proud way.

"Don't electronics kinda defeat the purpose of summer camp," I asked with a hand on my hip.

"Hey, it's not like we stay indoors all day playing video games," Zayn responded.

"Okay okay, you win," I said with my hands in the air in a "I surrender" sort of way.

I searched for my hairbrush in my suitcase and once I found it, I sat on the floor in front of the occupied couch. As I was getting ready to start brushing my hair, I was stopped.

"Can I brush your hair," Harry asked.

"Sure, but be careful, I'm very tender headed."

"Don't worry, I have experience," He said as he pointed to his full head of hair. I handed him the hairbrush and he got down on the floor behind me. I love it when others brush my hair.

When he was finished he handed me my hairbrush back and I thanked him. He actually did a really good job. Never did he once bring the slightest pain to my tender head. Could this boy be anymore perfect?

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