How it All Started (A One Direction fanfiction)

Chapter 8

Does he want to tell me he likes me? Does he want to ask me to be his girlfriend? Does he want to murder me? At this point I have no clue. Images are racing through my head about what he wants to say, but I try to stop myself before I get too worried. It's no big deal anyways, so I should stop.

I try to get back into they're conversation about what were gonna do after we finish eating, but it's kinda difficult. Well, we're all done eating at this point so it's really a discussion of what were doing now.

"So which one Brooke?" Zayn asks me.

"Which one what?" I ask, probably sounding like I was ignoring everything they were saying. Well, I was. But for a good reason.

"Swimming in the lake, you know with our bathing suits on this time," he says in a sarcastic tone, "or taking a short hike." He offers.

"We should go swimming." I reply. I'm really not in the mood to hike, or swim but whatever. At least swimming will get us out of this heat and into cold water.

"Okay. Now that the tents are set up we can get changed in them. Meet back here when you're done." Harry says as everyone gets out of the table and heads to their tent.

But of course, I can't simply get out of the table, I have to trip and fall instead. And NOT onto the ground, but rather right into Niall. Crap.

I feel two muscular arms wrap around me, and look up to see Niall smiling right at me. Even his deep blue eyes are smiling.

"Well love, I guess you just couldn't wait, huh?" He says with a wide grin plastered onto his face.

"Um... Actually.... I...." I tried to spit out my explanation but around him, the words just don't come out.

"No worries, it's fine haha." He replies, not even letting me finish probably because he already knew I tripped.

"Thanks... See ya in a minute." I say as he lets me go and takes a step back.

"Yup." He says with a wink before he heads off to his tent. Ugh, why does he have to make me like this?

I walk back to the tent, only to find El right in the middle of changing.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" I gasp.

"It's fine haha as long as you're not one of them," she says pointing in the direction of the other tents, "I'm fine." She says reassuringly.

I reach in my bag to find my bathing suit, only to find that my hair brush attacked it. Great.

"Um... El..." I say to get her attention as I hold up my shredded bikini top. Apparently she thought it was funny, because se burst into hysteria.

"Not funny," I pout, "now I can't swim."

"Of course you can. Just borrow one of mine." She says, pointing to her bag.

"You sure?" I ask.

"Positive. It's no biggie." She tells me.

I reach into her bag to find three more bathing suits. They're all very cute, but I decide on the one I think would fit me best, which happened to be a tribal print bandeau style top with matching bottoms. The one Eleanor is wearing is the same style except hers has a floral print on it.

I face the opposite direction of El and slip into the bathing suit, which fit me surprisingly well.

I turn around to find El already in her bathing suit and grabbing her towel. I do the same, them we finally make eye contact.

"That looks great on you!!!" She gushes.

"Thanks. I really love it, you have such great taste" I reply.