Magical Moments (A 1D Fanfic)

Chap 10: Campfire (Part 1)

***Eleanor's P.O.V***

Danielle and Perrie saved my life. They managed to drag me out of the cabin before Liam, Zayn, or Niall got a chance to kill me. Not the smartest thing to say, Louis. You weren't supposed to tell Liam that we meant to attack Zayn right in front of the the tanned boy! I didn't even think about Niall. That fact totally slipped my mind.

As soon as we got outside, the girls and I broke down in laughter, me holding my sides because they hurt so much. We've been here for a day and I'm already laughing until I have cramps. I'm not going to survive the winter.

Right when I was about to share my thoughts on how Liam reacted when he walked into the kitchen, a girl sprinted past us, yelling something about Nemo. Following her were four more girls, all yelling back at her. I smiled in spite of myself. They reminded me of the boys, but much more feminine.

They ran past us, most likely heading to their cabin. Right before they reached the wooden house, one of the blondes turned to look back at us, probably wanting to see what our reactions were to their randomness. I smiled and gave a small wave to the girl before turning towards Danielle and Perrie and bursting out in laughter again.

This time, I couldn't find the energy to stop. Neither could Perrie it seemed. We both sunk to the ground and started literally rolling on the floor laughing, while Danielle stood next to us, tears streaming down her face.

"Hey, are you guys-," Harry started to say as he came out from the cabin. He trailed off when he saw me and Perrie on the ground and Danielle standing above us. We immediately quieted down and stared at him intently. Well, tried to. My vision was blurry from unshed tears, so I scrunched up my face to see him better.

"Yes, Harry?" Danielle asked, finally calm enough to produce words.

"Liam wants to know if you guys were going to shower before the camp fire tonight?"

"Yes," Dani answered, still sweaty from the soccer match I played earlier.

"Sure," Perrie replied, shrugging.  All three of them turned to look at me.

"No, I'm good. I'll stay like this." She rolled her eyes and grabbed her wrist, dragging her to the cabin.

We entered and froze. I thought I was done laughing today! Guess I was wrong. Entering the kitchen, I found Louis sitting criss-cross applesauce in the middle of the floor, his arms crossed against his chest. Even though chocolate cake completely hid his face from me, I could tell he was pouting.

"Liam?!" Danielle called out as I fell next to Louis, giggling like mad. Liam opened the door to the bathroom and exited, shirtless and with dripping wet hair.

"Yes?" he asked, pretending not to notice the scene right in front of him.

"What happened to Louis?"

"Oh, I hit him in the face with that piece of chocolate cake," Liam responded as if the answer was obvious.

"Why?" Danielle responded, confused at her boyfriend.

"Because he sprayed me obsessively with chocolate syrup while El sprayed me with whipped cream! I was washing my hair for ten minutes!"

"Oh, well that makes sense then," she says with a shrug, turning to sit on the couch in the lounge room next to Harry. I finally stopped laughing as Zayn came into the room and did a double take at seeing Louis on the floor with chocolate cake dripping down his face.

"What happened?"

"I hit him in the face with chocolate cake," Liam said, raising his hand like a child in school who just volunteered to answer a question.