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Calum awoke just as the white church bus pulled into the gravel road of the already crowded youth retreat. He gently shook the blond boy laying on his shoulder awake, and Luke slowly opened his eyes.
"What going on, ugh."
Calum smiled at the sleepy boy. "We're finally here. You have to get up now.".
"Alaina didn't mention that the ride would be so long: that was a long ass bus ride.".
Calum sighed at Luke. "Yeah, it kind of was."
Luke sat up and stretched his arms (and tried to stretch his legs but they are 2784 miles long so that didn't work), yawning and then gave Calum a sleepy look.
“Also I really need to change my pants. Wanna bunk together?"
Calum's heart skipped a beat for some reason and he found himself nodded yes. How was he supppose to explain that to Harry though?
" 'Gotta be nice to the new guy, right?' " Calum sighed again.
After quite a while, Zayn climbed out of the bus, yelling over his shoulder: "Everyone out!"
The kids started to climb out of the bus but suddenly, Zayn turned around in his spot to talk to a slightly panicking girl wearing a blue t-shirt that read "Spring Break Youth Retreat 2014" in bright orange letters.
How tacky.
He had to buy one and everything.
After a few moments of fierce whispering between the girl and Zayn, he finally spoke up. "I'm really sorry guys, but everyone back on the bus. There have been some, uh, 'technical difficulties'." (air quotations included.).
The teenagers moaned and groaned (not like that, go away) and climbed back on the sweaty bus. Calum was curious though.
He walked over to Zayn, who has just gotten off the phone and was now pacing back and forth in front of the bus. (He paces a lot, doesn't he?)
"What happened?" Calum simply asked. Zayn looked at the 16 year old and gave him tired smile.
"They messed up and now they don't have and cabins left for us. We're staying in the motel a couple of miles away though, so it's not a bid deal.".
(Calum could tell it was a big deal.)
"What a mess!" Calum said to Zayn with a frown.
"Yeah, it really is. But there are TV's in the rooms, the motel has a pool, and you guys only have to deal with one roomate now; i'll even let you guys chose." Zayn said, with another tired smile tacked on to the end.
Calum flashed what he hoped was a reassuring smile back to the man he'd known since he was in diapers, and started walking back to the bus.
Wait a moment, had Zayn said one roommate?
Calum ran back.
"Yeah, the rooms we rented 4 minutes ago have only one bed." Zayn said. "But girls with girls and boy with boys." He added on with a wink.
Well damn.
Thats exactly what he was afraid of.
Calum tried to laugh at Zayn's joke thing and then slowly walked back to the bus to take his seat next to Luke.
"So, do you know whats going on?" Luke asked. Calum told him with a heavy heart, and then they were on there way, 2 miles down the road to the Ally Mayor Motel.
***
"Okay! I hope everyone is happy with their roommates for the next two days .. and even if you're not, Harry, I don't care!" everyone laughed with Anne, calling out her obviously unhappy son.
"So everyone is going to put down there stuff and then head -"
Anne stopped talking and turned around to talk to a volunteer, and then turned back around.
"Nevermind! I've just been informed that we are actually not going to be going anywhere for like, 3 or 4 hours because we are skipping the wecloming service, oops. Pick a room, get settled in, take a shower, get comfty ... I don't care. Bye."
Everyone scattered and Calum felt (a little) guilty for rooming with Luke instead of Harry with he saw the curly haired boy sulk off in the other direction, but Calum quickly got over it with Luke grabbed ahold of his right bicep and pulled him into their room at the end of the hall.
Before Calum could even place his bag on the floor, Luke attached his lips to Calum's, pushed him against the door and licking into his mouth. Calum let a soft wimper slip through his teeth and he felt Luke smile against his mouth.
Luke suddenly switched to bitting and sucked at the sensitive space behind his ear. Calum groaned and without thinking, gripped Luke's biceps.
Luke opened his mouth (Calum was guessing for words to come out), but the words were suddenly replaced with a loud yelp, and Luke jumped back.
"Whats -" Calum looked down and panicked. Had he really just done that?
"What do you mean 'what', you just dropped your fucking 6 thousand pound bag on my foot Hood."
"Oh shit." Maybe he should of put his bag down, Calum thought.
"Luke i'm so sorry dude, fuck ... oh my God, Luke, ah, bro, are you like, okay? Shit." Calum was spitting out profanities as he followed Luke over to the bed.
"Way to kill the mood, Christian boy." Luke muttered as he sat down, pulling off his right shoe and examining the damage.
"God, i'm so sorry Luke. I just can't think straight when you go down on me like that. I-"
Luke bursted out laughing, and he sat there laughing until he was bent over and clunching his middle.
"Why are you laughing?" Calum asked hesitantly.
Luke had tears running down his face from laughing so hard, and he looked at Calum.
" 'I just can't think straight when you go down on me like that' ? That gay joke really takes the cake Cal." Luke said with a giggle.
Calum stared blankly at Luke. "I don't get it."
Luke sighed and rolled his eyes. "Of course you don't, because i'm pretty sure the reason your bag weighs 6 thousand pounds is because you've got a big ass bible in there.".
Calum blushed.
Luke laughed. "See?". After a moment of silence, Luke spoke up.
"Even though you dropped your bag on my foot and don't understand your own amazing gay joke, come here so I can kiss you some more. Because I really like doing that.".
***
"Blah, this camp food is so gross." said Brad, a short kid with a weird accent and curly brown hair.
The table of kids agreed. (Calum knew most of them, but didn't think highly of any of them really.).
Now, Calum was sat in between Harry (who was still mad), and Luke (who wasn't), and a pretty, long haired girl sat in front of him. He'd constantly turn his head to talk to Luke, then Harry, then Luke and Harry again. Everytime Calum would lift his head, he would find her looking at him with her big brown eyes, or twirling her long hair.
Calum blushed at the attention (What? Can't help it. He's a blushy kinda boy.) and gave her one of his cute little half smiles that Harry thought we're so cute.
She giggled and a soft blush covered her cheeks as she ducked her head. Calum was finally going to speak up and say something to the pretty girl that was staring at him, but he felt a tight grip come on his thigh.
He looked down an saw that Luke had clamped his hand down onto his thick thigh, the blond still chatting up a storm with the people around him.
Luke turned his head the slightest bit and Calum could see the fire in his eyes. (was Luke ... jealous?)
Calum wanted to laugh at Luke for getting jealous because he hadn't even known Luke was paying attention to him, but he kept the chuckle down, and contiuned his conversation about the various types of flavored mush they served in the camp cafe, a smile playing on his lips.
He felt Luke's eyes burning into the side of his head and just couldn't help himself.
Calum turned his head. "So, you're Angelina right?" he asked, the girl infront of him smiling and nodding yes.
"Yeah, i'm Angelina Baxter." she said. "Who are you?" Calum told her that he was 16, the pastors son, and that he really liked Green Day. Angelina smiled and explained that she was 15 going on 16, had been attending this church for a couple months, and also liked Green Day.
Calum knew she was pretty, with her olive skin and big brown eyes, long hair and sugar sweet voice, but Luke was getting more jealous by the second. Way way jealous.
He had practically a death grip on Calum's thigh through his jeans, and his jaw was clenched the slightest bit, God, he was jealous.
Angelina and Calum talked until he was sure Luke had left bruises on his thigh, and then, he did it.
"So, I know i'm going to see you tomorrow and everything but can I, uh, have your number, so we can 'keep connected' and everything?' Calum felt himself say, with a big smile, air quotations around the words, and everything.
Angelina laughed. "Very smooth Cal. You didn't give me a cheesy pick up line to put in your contacts though!" she said jokingly as she pulled out her green iPhone 5c.
Calum thought about it for a second: "How art thou?". Angelina giggled. "Good enough. My number is [...]." Calum pulled out his own iPhone and typed it in, then quickly got up.
"Well, it was really nice to meet you Angelina, but i've got to get going, church camp and all." Calum said. He was going to hug her goodbye, but he settled for a wave last minute.
He went outside of the building, knowing that Luke wouldn't be far behind.
Calum was right.
Luke stormed over to him, his fists clenched and his lips in a thin line.
"What the fuck was that Hood?".
Calum smirked. "All I did was talk to Angelina." he said sweetly. (He was worried though. What if Luke decided to just drop him instead? Pick out another nice boy to fuck around with and get on with his life?)
He didn't.
"Oh yeah? That's all you did?" Luke asked darkly. Calum nodded his head slowly, and swallowed hard.
"Well you can't do that. Because you're mine." Luke growled, then sort of began dragging Calum uphill.
"Late service is about to start Luke." Calum said (not that he really cared).
Luke looked back at him. "Well the I guess we're not going to be attending late serivce tonight 'Cal' " He said, with a big smile, air quotations around the words, and everything.
Calum let Luke continue to drag him up hill.
Gotta to be nice to the new guy, right?