The Styles Triplets Part 2: The Triplets go to College

Chapter Thirty-Three

Edward's POV

"Is everything loaded up?" Harry asks.

We got on the tube early this morning to go into town to rent a bus for our camping trip, and since neither of us know how to drive a bus, we had to rent out a bus driver as well. But since we don't want the bus driver to awkwardly be there, he has to leave and come back for us Sunday afternoon, which means we will be stuck in the woods with no transportation until Sunday afternoon. Which also means that if one of us gets eaten by a bear, we won't get help until Sunday afternoon. I'm starting to think this camping trip isn't such a good idea.

"Uhh yeah," I look around. This camping trip is going to be just like our road trip to London, but instead of staying in a hotel, we'll be staying in tents.

We went to a camping shop and rented tents out, because I mean who the hell wants to keep a tent. Almost everything we got is rented, which means we can't fucking break anything. So neither Michael, Ashton, Calum, Luke and Harry's friend Louis are allowed to touch anything.

Marcel walks over with Leeroy and they're both wearing ridiculous bucket hats, "We're ready."

"Where's your roomate Jessie?" Harry sneers.

"He's not coming." Marcel says.

"Why not?" I don't understand why Harry is questioning him. 

"He didn't want to be a bother. Especially with the girls, you know." Marcel gestures over to the girls who aren't even paying attention.

"This is a big camping group," Leeroy mentions, "what are the tent rules?"

"Rules?" I frown, "there's tent rules?"

"We made tent rules," Tia comes and steps into the conversation.

"What, do we get our own?" I grab her waist from behind.

"No," she breaks away, "us girls will have our own. Harry and his friends will have their own, you and your friends will have their own and Marcel you get to decide who you want to sleep with?"

"I feel very offended," Marcel shakes his head, "but I guess I'll sleep with you girls because I don't like either of their friends very much."

"Then it's settled," Olivia claps.

"Woah, we didn't agree to these rules," Harry says, putting imaginary quotations around the word rules, "I don't agree to them."

"Well it splits the groups evenly," Tia raises her brow, "and well frankly, it's that or we don't go camping with you."

"Fine whatever," I roll my eyes, "can we go now?"

"Everyone on board," The bus driver yells. He doesn't look like he likes his job very much. I mean, who would?

Marcel's POV

After an hour long drive to the "forest" we finally make it and our bus driver leaves us and our stuff in the middle of no where. I honestly don't think he's going to find us after this weekend. I kind of want to go back to campus.

"We need to find a good camping spot." Harry leads the way. 

I hate walking and I'm running out of breathe very quickly. This walk is very...hard.

...

"Harry have you found a good spot?" I heave. "We've been walking for ages."

"We've only been walking for five minutes." Niall laughs at me.

"This is good," we finally stop at an empty dirt lot. It's very big and spaceous. I love the atmosphere, I just hope I don't get allergies.

"Oh shoot," I slap my forehead with my hand.