Ok before I begin this one, I'm just going to say that I'm writing most of this one as I type it. Everything else I've ever written has been pre-written in my writing binder and only the first few paragraphs are pre-written so I have no clue how this is going to turn out.

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"Dan? Have you finished packing?" My mother says as she stands in my doorway at 4 freaking am in the morning.

"Yes" I grumble. I don't want to go camping, but my parents are insisting. I hoist my bag onto my shoulder and walk out the door, hoping that I haven't forgotten anything important like like my clothes or my portable charger.

I climb into the car and mentally prepare myself for a 5-hour car ride with my family. Oh who am I kidding? There is nothing that can prepare someone for that!

We finally arrive and I step out to stretch my legs. I see signs pointing to the campsites, and a few pointing to the bathrooms. Then I see a sign pointing to a lake. I grin and grab my swim trunks. "Hey Dad, Mum(Heyo you Brits reading this, did I get it right? I'm American so idk) I'm heading down to go swimming." I call out as I start down the path.

*and that is where the pre-written ends* *this was a bad idea* *why am I an idiot*

I stop to change in one of the bathrooms. At least this campground is good and has actual toilets, not those pits with a plastic seat on it.(Does England have pit toilets? Ok I'm stopping with the A/ns now)

When I get down to the shore of the lake, I set my stuff down and apply sunscreen. I slowly walk into the lake, wincing at the initial coldness, but slowly adjusting as I move further in.

I dive under water and come up spluttering and shaking. "Damn damn damn that is cold way too cold why is it that cold?" I mutter as I quickly run back out.

I hear a slight laughter and turn to see my mother standing there laughing at me. I stick my tongue out at her and wade back in, shivering from the slight wind in my wet hair.

This time I go in really slowly until I'm up to my shoulders. I turn back to shore but don't see my mum anywhere. I shrug and slowly move forward until I'm treading water. I look around for an interesting place to swim too and see a cool looking meadow all the way on the other side of the half-mile long lake. Sighing, I start to swim along the shore.

5 minutes later, I crawl up on shore to rest. I've barely gone 25 yards and I already need to rest. At this rate, it'll take me all day to swim to that meadow. I hear footsteps behind me and turn to see a boy a few years older than me standing there. He has jet-black hair and bright blue eyes.

"You trying to get to that meadow?" He asks and I jump slightly. "Are you asking me?" I say in surprise and he laughs. "No, I was asking the fish swimming behind you."

I stare at him for a few seconds before laughing too. "I'm Phil. What's your name?" the boy- Phil- says. "Dan" I reply and he hums in approval. "Well Dan that name suits you."

"Really?" I ask and he nods. "Really really." He says and then chuckles softly. "What?" I ask. "Oh nothing, just a small reference. So you still want to go to that meadow?"

I nod and he comes closer to me. He grabs my hand and pulls me up. "Well Dan, I know a short cut to getting there"

He pulls me along a small path away from the lake until we reach a small house. "Uh Phil? What are we doing here?" I ask, slightly nervous as I have watched too much horror since school ended.

"This is where I live. My family owns the campground and lake." We walk over to a truck that has a jet ski in the back. Phil lets go of my hand and walks to the drivers side.

"Don't worry, I know how to drive" he says as he starts the car. "I'm 16 and got my drivers license about 5 to 6 months ago. How old are you, Dan?"

"Just turned 15 last month" I say (ok ok I know that they are 4 years apart but I need them to be closer in age for this to not be weird cause even tho age doesn't matter when you are an adult, they are still teens in this and since Dan is still 15 he might find it weird that Phil is 19 cause some people are like that and why am I ranting about this? Ok I'm done with that moving on!) Phil nods and starts backing up down the boat ramp.

We load the jet ski into the water and Phil starts it up. We pull out into the water, laughing at how the wind is pushing out hair into quiffs. He swerves out into the middle of the lake and starts towards the meadow. At one point, he makes a sharp turn and I squeal and grab his waist to prevent myself from falling off. He turns to me with a raised eyebrow and I go bright red.

"Just keep going" I mutter and he laughs as he looks forward again.

***

"So tell me about yourself." I say as me and Phil sit in the meadow, the jet ski parked in the shallows. He sighs and lays back.

"Well my name is Phil and I'm a boy" and glances at me when I laugh "and I'm gay" he continues and I look at him in surprise. "Hey I'm gay too!" I say and then turn red. "That came out more enthusiastic than I meant it too be." He smiles. "Not many other gays near you?" He asks and I shake my head. "One other but something happened awhile back and we never talk anymore. But that doesn't matter. So what's it like owning the campground and lake?"

He sighs again. "Well there's a town about 5 minutes away so I'm not homeschooled and I have lots of friends." He says halfheartedly. "Then why do you sound so sad?" I ask.

He bites his lip, which I find kinda cute and Dan this is not the time! and looks away. I prop myself up on my elbows and turn him to look at me. "Phil what's wrong?" I run through our conversation trying to figure out if I said something wrong bit come up empty handed.

"Its people like you. The cute, funny, nice, people that only are here for one summer that I befriend and then never see again. Every year people warn me. They tell me that I have to stay away from the vacationers, and every year I tell myself that I won't do it. I won't make a friend, and every year someone calls to me, and every year I get hurt. Every year I get over it slowly and then when I'm finally recovered, I set myself up for heartbreak all over again. I told myself I would not this year, and then I saw you, and I just had to talk to you." Phil says.

"Oh." I say softly and after a pause, "I could keep in touch. Give you my Skype." Phil shakes his head.

"They always say that but never keep their promise. Sure we talk for the first few months but after that we stop. I'm sorry Dan."

"Hey its ok. I could have run away from you but instead I talked. Its as much my fault as yours." I say gently to him.

Phil sits up. "How long are you staying Dan?" He asks.

"We were going to stay for a week, but my parents would probably be fine staying longer." I say and Phil sighs. "That's longer than most..... Come on."

Phil stands up and pulls me with him. We are standing almost nose to nose.

The light just perfect, showing the flecks of yellow and sprinkles of green in his lake-blue eyes. I'm close enough that I can feel his breath on my lips. His eyes flicker to them and I feel a blush spread across my face.

"You have such pretty eyes" he breathes and I chuckle slightly. "Going for the classic line, eh Phil?" I say and all he does is stare at me.

He leans in slightly and I know I am too. Our lips just barely brush before he pulls away. He smiles at me as we walk to the jet ski.

"Where are we going now?" I ask and his smile turns into a smirk.

"We are going to my house so I can beat you at Mario Kart" (guys its been literal years since I've played and I'm really tired so if it isn't spelled with a K, then I'm sorry)  I laugh and say "Philly, Philly, Philly. I am the master of Mario Kart. No one has been able to beat me since I was 7."

"We'll see." is all he says as we reach the jet ski. As soon as I sit down, Phil says "Hold on tight" and takes off. I grip his waist tightly and bury my face in his neck to keep the spray out of my eyes.

He smells nice, like sunscreen and cinnamon, with an underlayer of something that could only be described as "Phil" I take a deep breath of it.

"Are...are you smelling me Dan?" Phil laughs and my face goes hot. "No...." I mumble into his neck.

"Riiiiight and you aren't the hottest thing ever." He says and I go even redder.

"Are you flirting with me Phil?"

"Maybe, maybe not." He says with a grin. I roll my eyes.

"Whatever."

***

"No! No no no!" I say as I throw my controller down. "Not possible! I demand a rematch!"

Phil is in fits of hysterical laughter and I glare at him. He sits up and takes a deep breath, looks at me, and starts laughing again. He finally manages to choke out "We already raced 12 times and I've beaten you every single time." And then falls back into laughing.

"But I'm the Mario Kart master! This isn't fair!" I cross my arms and stick my tongue out at him.

"You look so cute like that" he giggles and I intensify my glare.

"No one is to know about this. I am still the Mario Kart master. This never happened." I say and he smirks.

"So I shouldn't have taken your phone and texted everyone in your contacts that you aren't the Mario Kart master?" he says.

I gasp and then realize I don't have my phone with me. "Haha nice try smartass." I say and Phil smirks.

He suddenly rolls off the couch and on top of me, propping himself up on his elbows so he's hovering above me. My breath hitches as he leans down until his face is centimeters from mine.

"So if the race never happened, did this?" He ask before pressing his lips to mine.

I lock my hands behind his head and pull him deeper into the kiss. His tongue runs over my lower lip and I let him in, just as we hear a door slam and someone calls out "Phil? Are you home?" Phil rolls off me as we sit up.

Someone I presume to be Phils mother walks into the living room. "Hi Phil, who is this?" She asks.

I stand up and say "Dan Howell, pleasure to meet you, ma'am." She smiles.

"Now this is a nice boy, Phil. I want you to be more like him" she says and Phil groans.

"Dan! Why'd have to be so polite? Now I'm going to have to be polite too!" He says and I laugh.

"Well it wouldn't be the end of the world if you were." I say back.

Phils mum asks if I'm staying for lunch and I quickly look at a clock. "Ohmygosh how is it already noon?" I say frantically. I quickly run out the front door and call over my shoulder as I leave "Nice to meet you Phil's mum but I have to get back to my family now!"

I hurry up the path to the campsites and realize I left this morning without finding out where we were camping.

"Shit, shit, shit" I mutter as I walk along the road that winds through the campground.

***

After about 10 minutes of walking and looking at each campsite to see if I recognized any cars or people, I run into my father.

"Dad! I found you!" I sigh in relief. He chuckles.

"I was just coming looking for you, Dan. The lake must have been pretty fun, considering you were there all morning." He says

I smile to myself, remembering me and Phil's kiss in the meadow, and playing Mario Kart at his house, and zooming around on the jet ski. "Yeah it was pretty great." I say. "I'm heading back out after lunch."

We walk a bit further to our campsite where my mother is making sandwiches. We sit at the crappy wood picnic table and I eat 4 of the sandwiches, a party-size bag of Cheetos, and down 3 bottles of water. I grab a bag of potato chips and stand up.

"I'm heading back down, see ya guys later!" I say as I start towards the edge of the campsite.

"Daniel wait up" I hear my mother say. I sigh and wait for her to catch up. We walk down the the lake, and she tells me to be back on shore by 4pm. I drop the bag of chips and my towel on the sand.

I slip into the lake and start swimming out to some rocks that jut into the water. Halfway there, I see a flash of black hair and pale skin jump off the highest rock into the water and start swimming to me. I grin as Phil's head pops up in front of mine.

"Hey cutie" he winks and lightly kisses my cheek.

"Come on, I want to show you something." He says and starts swimming to the rocks. I follow and climb up after him onto the formation. We clamber around on the rocks until Phil stops in front of a hidden cave leading into the biggest rock. He grabs my hand and pulls me in.

Inside the cave is a some solar power lamps, a small couch, and an ice chest. "This is my hideout." Phil says. I look around in wonderment.

"This place is awesome!" I say. Phil laughs and drags me over to the couch. He sits down and pulls me on top of him so that I'm straddling his lap.

He leans forward so that our foreheads are pressed together and we sit like that for awhile. Slowly, I press my lips against Phil's and he kisses back. His hands lift to tangle in my hair and I slide my hands around the back of his neck and pull us closer. My tongue slips into Phils mouth explores every inch of it. We pull back for air and then are kissing again, harder and more intense than before. Phils hands slide down from my hair to the shirt I had been swimming in and begin to tug at the bottom edge. I pull back and pull my shirt off and then attack his neck, sucking and nibbling until I find his sensitive spot. He moans and I bite down gently and he moans louder. I pull back to yank his shirt off and kiss softly and gently nibble along his collarbone, eliciting more reactions from the boy below me. Phil leans forward and picks me up, only to lay back down, but this time, he's laying over me. He kisses me again and moves up to sit on the slight bulge in my swim shorts. I gasp when he grinds down into me and pull him closer to me. He pulls back for a brief second before moving to kiss down my chest.

All of the sudden we hear a noise outside the cave and we scramble for our shirts, barely managing to make ourselves look presentable before two boys and a girl walk in.

Phil visibly relaxes and says "Hi guys."  They greet him back and the girl asks him to introduce us.

"Dan this is Louise, Chris, and Pj. Pj, Chris, Louise, this is Dan."

I wave shyly at them and turn to Phil. "Who are they?"

"They are some of my friends. Chris and Pj are dating and Louise has been my friend since we were 6. Me, Chris, and Louise are the same age, and Pj is the same age as you." Phil stands up and grabs my hand. He pulls me up after him and the five of us go outside.

"Where are we going?" I ask and Phil replies dramatically "To jump off the rock!" While sticking his pointer finger in the air. We all laugh and start up the path etched into to 15 foot high rock.

While we walk I talk with Chris and Pj and learn that they have been dating for 3 years. After I make a comment about how Phil is really cute, Pj says "You know, I don't think I've ever seen Phil as happy as he was with you just now." Confused, I ask what he means by that. Lowering his voice slightly, Pj says "Phil had some problems when his parents broke up." I aks Pj to elaborate but he just shrugs it off, saying that Phil is fine now.

I jog slightly to catch up with Phil and we walk the rest of the path in silence.

***

"Nope, no way, niet, zip zero nada am I jumping off that!" I say when I look over the edge. The water looks so far away that there is not a way in hell I am going to jump off the rock.

"Come on Dan! You walked all the way up here, please?" Phil says.

"Nope." I say, popping the 'p'. "I will walk all the way down that path again, cause I know for sure I am not jumping off this thing."

Phil walks over to me "What if we jump together?" He says and I bite my lip.

"Maybe..." The other three join in with Phil, saying that I should jump, that its a lot of fun, and that it isn't as high as it looks. I sigh.

"This is totally peer pressure, but ok. I'll jump." I say. They all cheer and I walk to the edge. "Someone is going before me though." Louise runs past me and leaps off, doing a back flip before diving into the water and surfacing a little ways away. Phil grabs my hand.

"Let's go Dan." I swallow nervously as Phil counts down from three.

"Three, two, one, go!" I steel my nerves and leap.

The wind rushes past my face as I free fall towards the water. I hear Phil yelling in happiness and then I hit the water, sinking quickly in a mass of bubbles. Phil, who is somehow still holding my hand, pulls us up to the surface. We swim over to Louise and watch as Chris and Pj jump.

Pj silently and gracefully does a few flips before diving swanlike into the water. Chris flails around like a dying fish and almost belly-flops before tucking himself into a a cannonball and screams the whole way down. The couple joins us as Phil, Louise, and I start to the rocks again.

We tromp, dripping wet and laughing into Phil's cave. Me and Phil flop onto the couch, Louise goes to grab some sodas from the ice chest, and Chris and Pj sit on a pile of towels in front of the couch.

As Louise hands out the drinks, Chris suggests we play Never Ever Have I Ever. His rules are that the person saying it has to have done the thing they are saying before and if someone else has, they have to take a shot of soda.

"I'll go first," he says. "Never ever have I ever, kissed a guy before." Everyone grabs a one of the small glasses that Phil keeps here for this exact reason and downs their soda.

"Me next." I say. "Never ever have I ever seen a guy naked." Again, everyone takes a shot.

Louise goes next. "Never ever have I ever had sex." This time, only Pj is left out. Phil looks at me in surprise.

"Dan you aren't a virgin?" He asks and I shift uncomfortably. "Yeah and I'd prefer to not go into detail, the most I'll say is that I live in a kinda bad town." Everyone nods understandingly and we continue the game.

***

"Hey anyone got the time?" I giggle. We are all hyped up on sugar and a lot more comfortable with each other. I'm leaning against Phil's chest, his arm around me, Pj and Chris are kissing on the other end of the couch and Louise is somewhere outside in the rocks doing something that only girls have to do.

Pj unattaches himself from Chris's face and looks at his watch. "Its 3:45, why?"

I leap off the couch. "Because I have to be back at my campsite by 4!" I say as I run out. "Bye guys see you later tell Louise I said bye!"

I run down to the water and jump in. I start swimming back to shore where I can see my mom gathering our stuff. Going faster, I manage to make it to shore just as she starts heading up the path. I run after her to catch up.

As we walk, she tells me that she was watching when I jumped off the rock and was wondering who I was with.

"Just a couple of friends I made today." I reply.

"Well, if you want you can invite them to have dinner with us." She says. "Really?" I say excitedly and I start to trun around.

I run back down to the lake and swim out to the rocks. I check in the cave, but no one is there and I didn't see anyone on the path. I hop back into the water and swim over to the path leading to Phil's house. All this exercise is going to get to me I think as I run up the path. I knock on the door and hope that they are here.

Phils mum opens it and I smile. "Hi Ms. Lester. I was hoping to ask Phil if he could come eat dinner with me and my family." She calls out over her shoulder, "Phil, the nice boy is back and wants to know if you'd like to have dinner with his family." Phil appears in the doorway with Chris, Pj, and Louise.

"Hi again. My mom said you guys could come eat dinner with my family if you wanted." I say and they all agree enthusiastically.

***

"Mrs. Howell, these hot dogs are amazing" Phil says as he eats his 4th one.

My mum laughs. "Why thank you Phil." We are all sitting around the campfire, Pj and my father are talking about photography, Louise and I are discussing the different uses of glitter, and Phil is eating way too many hot dogs.

"Mrs. Howell, I don't know if you know this, but here at Lake Winnetka Campground, we do fireworks every Friday. If you'd like, you, your husband, and Dan could come watch them from my house which has the best view." Phil says as he finishes off yet another hot dog.

"Please mum" I beg and she agrees.

After desert, where Phil somehow ate 10 s'mores despite having eaten 6 hot dogs already, we start walking to Phil's house. It's getting dark as we arrive and the test firework goes off as we settle down.

As I look around, at my parents sitting in lawns chairs talking with Phil's mum, at Chris and Pj leaning against the porch railing, at Louise eating apple pie that Phil's mum made, and finally at the boy laying next to me, I realize that I really would have been making a huge mistake, had I absolutely refused to go camping. And as the fireworks explode above us, I kiss the boy with lake-blue eyes who has given me the best day of my life. I can't wait for what tomorrow will bring.

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4160 WORDS PEOPLE. IVE BEEN WRITING SINCE 3:30 PM MY TIME SO ITS BEEN 6 HOURS OF ALMOST SOLID WRITING EXCEPT FOR A SHORT 45 MINUTE BREAK TO WATCH TROY AND CHASES LIVE SHOW ON YOUNOW AND SINCE IVE GOT A MINIATURE KEYBOARD ON MY PHONE MY HANDS HURT LIKE HELL. I have decided that I might turn this onto a full on book, but only if enough people like the idea since I've left some hints and unexplained stuff throughout this. On that note, with it now being 4251 words, Meep out.