Lost

"C'mon, guys it'll be fun!" Louis called to the other four boys looking excited.

Liam uttered a quick excuse, sounding unsure. Niall squeaked out a complaint at Liam's use of only England and Liam quickly added "or Ireland," chuckling.

“That’s the whole point! We could just beg management for a break for, say, three days and just go camping in the woods! See another place!” Louis exclaimed.

“I’m in. We could do with a bit of a break. It’s not like we’re doing much for the next week anyway, other than rehearsing, and even after that we’re only recording.” Harry replied, getting up and wrapping an arm around the older boy's shoulders.

"I'm sorry, Li, I'm going to have to agree with styles and sass here," Niall said, walking over to stand by Louis.

"Z?"

"Sorry, mate,"

Liam sighed.

"Three days can't hurt, right?"

**This is NOT a romance**

When the boys from One Direction decided to go on a camping trip, they did not expect what they were forced to face. Getting lost in the forests of Russia, with the bleak, northern Asia winter approaching, is not the ideal position of even experienced and professional hikers and campers, little less five rowdy teenage boys of the world's biggest boyband.

Will their bond last through all that Mother Nature puts them through? Will they stay together as pressure from the others rises? Yet there still remains one question to be asked.

Will One Direction come out of this alive?

Rated PG for language and mature jokes