Chapter Five: Campfire

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We met everyone at the gate and I tried my hardest to stay away from Ashton, ever since he got really close to me in the corridor I get amazingly nervous when he's near me.

It took about 15 minutes for us to arrive at the groups little "hideout" and I must say that it took my breath away. It was in the middle of the woods with a massive some sort of bonfire in the centre. Breaking away from my thoughts, Imogen grabbed my hand and dragged me away from the boys and into some sort of little cabin.

She stood there grinning at me.

"Sooooo Emily"She laughed and took a breath.

I raised my eyebrow at her Hinting her to continue.

She stepped closer to me, her smile still taped to her face.

"Do you like Ashton? I mean it's a bit obvious but I can tell that he.." She muffled until I interrupted her. "What? No! Imogen leave me alone."She started laughing and grabbed my shoulders shaking them lightly.

"Emily calm down, he likes you too. I can tell."she rolled her eyes and giggled slightly.

Crossing my arms around my chest I began questioning her. "How could you possibly know that he likes me?" Suddenly the thoughts of today's earlier events sneaked into my head, reminding me how close Ashton was to me.

"C'mon Emily, he's one of my best friends! I can read him like a book. although he does have a weird daddy kink of some kind..." Before I could even think about replying to Imogens weird comment, the four boys burst through the door making loud noises and laughing.

Michael immediately walked over to Imogen and hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her head. They looked so happy together. Although it probably won't last between them. Imogens terrible at making up her mind.

"Let's make some s'mores!" Calum howled throwing the marshmallows at me.

"S'mores?"I asked turning my head slightly and accidentally making eye contact with Ashton.

Butterflies. All I could feel was butterflies in my stomach right now as Ashton walked closer grabbing a small marshmallow out of the bag that was holding, he giggled slightly and licked his lips.

"You've never had s'mores before?"He chucked.

I just shook my head, to shy to reply with words.

He stepped forward. "Well, I guess let's say it's one of angels gifts...sweet, smooth and delicious." He held the marshmallow up to my mouth making me eat it. He smirked.
"Good girl."

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