Deep - A Zayn Malik Fanfiction

Chapter 3

*Chapter 3*

------------------------

Zayn's P.O.V

-------------------------

After settling in our cabins, we decided to just roam around the camp and possibly meet some nice people. 

I found out that Niall and Liam were sharing their cabin with an Australian guy - Calum. I met Ashton, Luke and Michael too, Calum's band mates. They were fun lads. 

"Do you think there are going to be directioners here?" Harry asked suddenly. 

I hadn't thought about that, "I hope not, but if they are I hope they're nice and not crazy," I said thoughtfully.

Harry chuckled, “All our fans are crazy! I just hope they don't bother us much."

I nodded. And suddenly it occurred to me. Where is Louis?! 

"Harry, where's Louis?"

"He's right behi- oh he's not there," Harry said. 

"No shit, Sherlock!" I snapped. "When was the last time you saw him?"

"When we came out of the cabin," He said. 

We found Niall and Liam in the cafeteria, eating. Well Niall was eating. Liam was just chatting with Luke and Calum. They didn't know where Lou was.

We finally saw Louis by Paul's car. He was taking out some bag. We neared him 

"What are you doing?"

"Aaaaaa!" He screamed suddenly. 

"What are you doing?" Harry repeated.

"Uhh nothing" He said a little too quickly. 

"What's in that bag?" I asked. 

"Nothing," Lou said. 

"It's obviously something. What is it?'" Harry said snatching the bag from him. 

"Noooo," Louis screamed.

Before Harry could open Louis's bag, Louis snatched it back and ran off.

"What's with him?" I asked, puzzled.

-----------------------

Louis's P.O.V

------------------------

Whew! That was a close one.

"Hey!"

"Aaahhhh!" I screamed. "Liam! What the hell?"

"Woops Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you. What's in that bag?"

"Uhhh... Carrots," I replied and pushed my way past him into my cabin.

-----------------------

Zayn's P.O.V

-----------------------

"What do we do in a campfire?" I asked nobody in particular.

"Oh you know, there's a bonfire and people sit around it, roast marshmallows, sing," Louis replied.

My face lit up when I heard Louis's description and the corners of my mouth tugged into a smile.

I like singing.

~~~~

We were all sitting around the bonfire.

There weren't a lot of campers here. I would say twenty, twenty-five max. I noticed a group of five 'besties' as girls call themselves, squealing and pointing at us. I guess those are the fangirls me and Harry were talking about earlier. Calum and his band mates were there too. Another group of four girls... Bla bla.