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best friends brother

"(y/n)! we're leaving!" I heard my brother call me from downstairs.

"Okay! I'll be down in one minute!" I shouted back to him, getting up from my bed and grabbing my backpack.

Today, I was going on a camping trip with my twin brother and his three bestfriends, who were also my bestfriends. Now, I know what you're thinking. Why would my parents let me go on a camping trip with 4 boys? Well, for one, my brother is there. And two, they're only my bestfriends.

But, I might kind of have a crush on one of them. His name is Nick, and he's hot as hell. But, he'd probably never go for me.

All the boys do is flirt with me and make fun of me. I know it's just jokes, they all are my bestfriends after all. Nick is more quiet, while the other two are outgoing. And my brother? He's a different story.

A lot of girls call me an attention seeker or a whore (yep, I get that one a lot) because all I do is hang out with boys and my only bestfriends are boys. Don't get me wrong, I have friends who are girls, but not bestfriends by any means. Girls are way too dramatic, and plus, I've never been into anything girls do like shopping or fashion, I'm more into playing soccer and football.

"(y/n), get your ass down here!" I heard Nick call from upstairs, interrupting my thoughts.

"Yeah, your cute ass." I heard Evan call downstairs. I rolled my eyes and chuckled, heading downstairs. Evan was one of three of my bestfriends, he was more witty. Apparently, he has a huge crush on me, which is pretty apparent considering he flirts with me all the time. But, I'm not into him whatsoever. No thank you.

I hopped down the stairs carrying my backpack, got on my shoes and headed out the door, noticing all the boys were already in the car.

I opened the car door and in the front was my brother and Drew, who was the other bestfriend. Drew was funny and super nice, and always made jokes about Nick and I being a couple, for whatever reason.

In the back was Evan on the far left, Nick in the middle, and then I sat next to Nick.

"Ooh the two lovebirds sitting together." Drew commented, looking back at us and making kissy faces.

"Shutup, Drew." I said playfully, putting my earphones in.
•
"Fuck, that drive was so long." Evan commented, as we all got out of the car and unpacked our stuff.

"Yeah, just like my—"

"Okay!" I started, cutting my brother, Logan off. "So, I have my own tent and you three can sleep in the bigger one."

"Are you sure you and Nick wouldn't want the bigger one?" Drew asked.

I ignored his comment and walked to our flat spot in the woods, with threes surrounding it. There was a fire pit off to the side, and we set up our tents across from eachother.

"I'm gonna go on a run, anyone want to come with me?" I asked, hoping for Nick to offer, and he did.

"Yeah, sure." He said.

Nick and I went off on a run and I was suprised that Drew didn't make a comment about us.

"Can— can I ask you something?" Nick asked while we were on our run.

"Yeah, anything."

"Do— do you like me?"

"What?" I responded, baffled at what he had just asked me.

"Do you?"

"What— I— no, why?" I responded. Very cool.

He chucked. "Oh, that's just what Logan told me."

"I hope he chokes." I responded. We both laughed and noticed it was getting dark, so we decided to return back to our camp.

"You guys were gone pretty long, what did you do, have sex in the woods?" Drew asked us.

"Ew, gross." I responded. "I hate bugs."

I looked to the side and noticed that the boys had already started the fire. I got into my pyjamas and headed outside, sitting around the fire with the rest of them. "Wow, good job boys. I guess you're actually kind of useful." I joked.

After a few drink, well, more than a few, the boys were getting extremely drunk. I was sitting in the middle of Evan and Nick, both smelling like alcohol. "(y/n), you're so hot." I heard Nick slur his words, putting his arm around me. The words he uttered made my heart beat really fast. I knew he was just drunk, but for some reason it felt real to me.

"Nick, you're drunk." I replied.

"Hey! That's my woman." Evan angrily said.

"I'm neither of yours." I blatantly said.

After a another 10 minutes of them fighting over me, the smell of alcohol was getting to be too much. I decided to head to bed.

"Goodnight, (y/n), I love you." I heard on of them say from behind me, but I wasn't sure of which.
•
"(y/n)?" I heard a familiar voice call form outside of the tent, which made me wake up.

"Nick?" I asked, as I heard the patter of the rain coming from outside the tent.

"Yeah." He responded.

"Nick? What the fuck are you doing? Get in here, it's pouring outside." I said, opening the tent a crack and gesturing him to come in, which he did.

Nick said down right in front of me. "Nick, you're freezing. What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I— I just needed to tell you something." He started. "I think I like you."

I rolled my eyes. "Nick, you're drunk."

"No, (y/n). I'm not. Well, I mean, I am, but I'm not saying this because I'm drunk. I've liked you for a long time and I really wanted to tell you, but I never got the chance." He uttered, the smell of alcohol still in his breath.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes." He reassured.

"Well, I— I like you, too." I told him. And right after I said that, he pulled me into a long, passionate kiss which turned into a heated make out session, and, before I knew it, my shirt was off and I was on top of him.
•
"Wow. That was— wow."
I said, laying on my back, almost out of breath.

"Yeah." Nick said, under his breath.

I kissed him once again and fell asleep with his arms wrapped around my torso.