Scars

Twenty-Two

"Hey," I smiled as I opened my front door seeing Chris and Karl.

"Hey," Chris smiled, connecting his lips to mine.

"Hey Karl," I smirked before letting them both in, "I was just making some brownies."

They both took a seat at my kitchen counter, allowing me to finish what I was doing. When I put the pan of brownies into the oven, I leaned on the counter and turned my attention to the boys.

"So what's up?" I asked.

"You're coming with us tonight," Chris smiled.

"Coming with you where?"

"Camping," Chris informed, "we're going for a video, and you won't be on camera unless you want to be, but I want you to come."

"I have to work," I frowned.

"No you don't," Chris corrected, "I already called Stas and she is getting someone to cover for you."

"I haven't been camping since high school," I smiled, "when are we leaving?"

"After those brownies are done, because I want one," Karl answered.

"Deal," I laughed.

I left Chris and Karl in my living room while I went to go pack for the night. We're camping in the woods, so I don't need much. A change of clothes and some stuff to help me stay warm when it gets cold tonight and some basic supplies. Once I was packed, I brought my bag downstairs and met the boys in the living room.

"So where are we camping?" I asked.

"Jimmy picked a place," Chris shrugged.

Chris grabbed my backpack and the three of us left my place. We drove to the warehouse, Chris holding my hand the entire way there.

"I want to apologize now," Chris sighed as he parked his truck outside of the warehouse.

"For what?" I asked with a laugh.

"When the cameras are on, it'll be a little different. Especially if you don't want to be on camera," Chris warned.

"Christopher," I laughed, "chill out. I get it, I knew that as soon as you invited me and said it was for a video. I would never expect you to try to stick your tongue down my throat while Bailey has a camera in your face."

"Gross," Karl scoffed from the backseat.

"I just don't want you to be upset or disappointed or anything," Chris sighed.

"You're adorable," I laughed.

We walked into the warehouse, going right into the room where all of the guys were waiting and talking. Chris sat down and pulled me to take a seat on his lap. After I sat down, Chandler looked over at me and seemed like he was trying to stop himself from laughing.

"Can I help you, wingman?" I asked.

"I'm just wondering how your night was last night," Chandler shrugged.

"Oh you mean when you walked in without knocking?" I joked.

"Pretty much," Chandler laughed.

"I don't know about you Chandler, but I had a great night," I laughed, "maybe you should get a girlfriend and you could find out what that's like."

Chris laughed from beneath me, unable to stop himself.

"Um, I have a girlfriend, her name is Hayden," Chandler argued.

"Wow, I am so sorry for the poor girl. How did you brainwash her, wingman?" I joked.

"God, I love you," Chris mumbled under his breath.