I'm so sorry || cth (discontinued)

What the fuck?!

28|| What the fuck?!

~Stephanie~

"What do you guys think of camping?" I ask the guys reluctantly, peeling my eyes away from my phone.

"Why are we going camping?" Michael asks, his eyes glued to the TV.

"It's a family friend's birthday and it's fun day," I answer.

To be honest, the only reason I'm even thinking of going to this camping thing is because Charlie's going and there's free food.

"I'll come," Ashton says first.

"I'll come too," Luke agrees from his position on the floor.

Luke and I look at Calum with pleading eyes, not wanting him to suffer this camping trip without us.

He eventually caves. "Fine!"

Only one person left and I know how to persuade him.

"There's free food," I announce, directing this statement at Michael.

He pauses his game of FIFA and turns to look at me.

One more push will make him come.

"Free pizza," I say as casually as I could, looking around the room.

"Fine," Michael exclaimed. "I'll come."

And I've won.

Wow, that was easier than I would've thought.

I start making my way to my room.

I was halfway up the stairs when I remember something.

My legs take me back downstairs as I pop my head round the door, back into the living room.

"One more thing," I say, getting the attention from all the boys.

"We have to be there in an hour," I say before I scamper up to my room.

While I was tripping over myself to get up the stairs I heard groans coming from all four of the boys.

•••

"Where the fuck does this thing go?" Michael asks, holding up a metal peg and looking at it as if it were a mystical object.

We've been at the camp site for almost 2 hours and we're only halfway done with setting up the tent.

"It goes in the ground, Michael," Luke says, sounding irritated. "Just like the other four pegs that are in the ground."

Michael throws his hands up in surrender, getting back to fixing the tent up.

"When's Charlie gonna get here," Calum groans for inside the tent, trying to fix the floor.

"Is our company not good enough for you Calum?" Ashton asks with his mouth agape and a hand to his chest.

Calum just rolls his eyes at Ashton and threw all the things in his hands on the floor.

"I give up," he announces, walking away from the tent and towards me.

He sat in the empty spot next to me under the shade of a tree.

Our shoulders were barely touching but I could still feel the butterflies in my stomach go crazy.

"Good luck putting your tent up," Calum smirks.

"Oh trust me," I say, smiling inwardly, "it's gonna be easy."

"Oh really?" He challenges me, looking directly at me.

"Yes, really," I instantly reply.

"I'll give you £10 if you finish putting your tent up before the rest of the guys," Calum bets. "If they finish before you, you give me £10," he adds.