Camp Direction

Chapter 6

A/N: sidebar is Celine :D And pretty please with a cherry on top read the A/N at the end of the chapter, kay? Enjoy!

“So we meet back at the mess hall after a shower?” Niall questioned. The girls nodded at him. “Okay, and we have to wear our swim trunks while we shower? Why is that again?”

“Some people conserve water and hop in the showers together,” Tori said. Harry had this weird look in his eyes. “Ew, not like that! Anyways, only when the campers are here. You have two weeks to shower alone before you buddy up.”

“Oh, got it,” Louis said. “This is actually quite convenient; no need to strip off,” he coughed, “Harry, no stripping off.”

“Fine,” Harry said, shaking his wet hair as he walked off to the bathrooms with a small, waterproof bag in hand that contained his shampoos and body wash. Liam bent over and used his towel to dry his wet hair. Celine stared, and Louis noticed. He elbowed her and she stumbled to the side a bit, glaring at the Doncaster boy. He merely laughed and wiggled his eyebrows.

“Clothes lines are next to your cabin. Meet us at the mess hall for lunch,” Celine grumbled in an annoyed tone that was directed at Louis. Louis smiled back in return and watched her walk towards the bathroom, proud for absolutely no reason. Liam stood up, arching his eyebrows in confusion at Celine’s absence.

“What happened to her?” he asked, gesturing his thumb back at Celine, who was walking away.

“Nothing. Just nothing,” Louis smirked, wiggling his eyebrows. Liam gave him a confused look and followed Celine, stopping to talk to her before he walked off to the bathrooms to shower.

“What’s for lunch?” Niall asked, scratching the back of his neck and shaking his head like a dog. Zayn rolled his eyes and Tori took a step back, squealing when the droplets of water hit her. Niall looked up and laughed, followed by the blonde haired girl.

“Tacos. Now get showered,” Jenny said, shooing them towards the bathrooms. “Hey, Lou.”

Louis froze, using his towel to try and get water out of his ear. He swept some of his brown hair out of his eyes and watched as she stood in front of him. She leaned over to whisper something in his ear, but he didn't know that was what she was going to do, so he followed suit, getting closer and closer to the young girl's face.

“What on Earth are you doing?” she asked, raising her eyebrow. “I was going to tell you that I think Celine likes Lia-“

Louis cut her off, pressing his lips briefly to hers, before running away. Jenny stood there, her feet firmly planted to the ground. What had just happened? Had Louis just…. No. He hadn’t. No way.

He kissed me, she thought.

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Zayn dried his hair with a towel and yawned, still getting over the effects of waking up early in the morning. He walked out of his cabin and stretched, pulling a shirt over his head. For once, he didn’t care about what he wore. The camp was like a place where he could get away, not caring about his looks and hair for once. It was a first, and he liked it.

He grabbed his wet towels and swimming trunks before he walked out his cabin and closed the door, walking over to the clothes lines. He found Niall’s towel there, already dry from being in the sun for longer than ten minutes. Niall speed-showered.

He then noticed Louis sticking his head out the door of the bathroom, looking around the top of the hill. He stared directly at Jenny’s cabin for a few seconds, before taking off running with a pair of gym shorts and a plain shirt on, his hair wet from the shower. He sprinted towards his cabin, and threw his wet towel at Zayn, tossing his bag full of shampoos and soaps through his open cabin door and running down the hill towards the mess hall.