"What went on in there?" Perrie asks with a smirk as I sit next to her on the bank while Luke stays in the water with the guys. I grin at her and she looks at me oddly. "That face is really fucking creepy Kat."

"Luke told me he loved me," I continue to grin and she squeals.

"Oh my god! Did you say it back?" she asks and claps in excitement.

"Yeah," I nod and bite my lip, which makes her squeal again.

"Holy shit Kuke. You guys make me want to curl up in a ball and rock back and forth while whispering 'OTP'. You guys are too cute for your own health," she gushes.

"You guys all have an odd obsession with me and Luke's relationship."

"It's not odd at all. What would be odd is someone not obsessing over it," she says and I laugh. "So what else went down in that cave?" she asks and quirks up a suggestive eyebrow.

"Nothing like that," I roll my eyes.

"Have you thought about it?" I pause before nodding my head.

"I'm just kind of nervous to bring it up with him I guess," I shrug.

"I know what you mean. I was the same with Zayn," she says.

"So Zayn was your first?"

"Yup! And I was his," she smiles dreamily.

"Why do people obsess over Kuke when they have Zerrie?" I question.

"Kuke is newer. They're getting sick of Zerrie," she shrugs.

"Impossible," I gasp and she chuckles.

"You shouldn't be nervous though. I mean you guys just told each other you love each other. That's pretty fucking big."

"I guess your right. Weren't you nervous for your first time? " I ask.

"No," she pauses. "I was terrified. But if you’re with the right person it'll be great no matter what. Unless it's not great in which case it's not but if it is great then it..." she trails off realizing she wasn't making much sense. I laugh at the look of confusion on her face. She managed to confuse herself.

"How did you know Zayn was the right person?" I ask. What is this? Some sort of cheesy romance fan fiction?

"I just knew," she shrugs. Is Luke the right person? "Trust me, Luke's the right person for you. I can tell," she says reading my mind.

"What was it like?" I'm interested now.

"Well you know how they say it hurts a little?" I nod. "They're wrong, it hurts a lot," she says and I gulp. "Don't worry it only hurts for a little while. Then it's great. Like really great," she says and licks her lips while looking at Zayn talking to Niall. "Also it doesn't hurt as much for everyone. I mean it hurt a lot for me because Zayn is huge," she smirks and I groan.

"I really did not need to hear that."

"Is Luke big? If he is it might hurt you more," she says with some concern in her voice. This is so fucking odd. She sounds concerned while asking about my boyfriends dick.

"I'm not telling you how big my boyfriend's dick is!" I groan.

"Oh so he's a little guy then?"

"No!" I yell.

"Oh so he's big?" she asks with her eyebrows raised in amusement. She clearly loves torturing me like this. Such a kind friend.

"Shut up," I send her a glare and she laughs again.

"Hey baby," Luke says as he approaches us.

"Speak of the devil!" Perrie exclaims and I shoot her a glare.

"Talking about how me?" Luke asks, cocking up and eyebrow.

"Yes." "No." Perrie and I both say at the same time.

"Well then," Luke smirks. "I can only assume it was about how sexy I am."

"Oh it was along those lines," Perrie smirks again and I glare at her.

"I will staple your boobs to paper," I snap and she shuts up while Luke bursts out laughing.

"Another reason I love you," he says when his laughter dies down. I feel my body tingle as he says he loves me yet again.

"You love her because she threatened Drew and Mark?" Perrie asks.

"Who the hell are Drew and Mark?" Luke asks.

"My boobs," Perrie says in a 'duh' tone and rolls her eyes.

---

"Kat!" Perrie yells and runs over to where I am sitting slightly separated from the campsite. Luke and the rest of his band had to talk about a song to sing around the fire later so I decided to get a little quiet time.

"Yes?" I ask and set my book down.

"I got you something," she sings and hands me a foil packet. It takes me a second to realize what it is.

"Really Perrie?" I groan. "I told you, I don't know yet."

"Yeah but if you decide to do it later you don't have to deal with the awkward 'I don’t have a condom' thing," she explains.

"Alright thanks," I say and put the condom in my back pocket.

"No problem," she winks. "Do you want me to explain how to put it on?" she asks.

"Oh leave me alone," I playfully snap and she winks once more before walking off to her tent with Zayn. I'm glad I'm not right next to their tent. I sigh and walk over to my tent. I don't feel like reading my book anymore, even if it is Divergent. I place it in my backpack and decide to keep Perrie's 'gift' under my pillow. Wouldn't want it falling out of my pocket later...

"Are you cold?" Luke whispers in my ear. We all sit around the fire in a circle. I myself am cuddle into Luke's chest and of course wearing one of his hoodies. It's kinda become the norm for me the past three moths.

"No, it's actually not that cold," I whisper back.

"You're wearing pajama shorts," he chuckles.

"I grew up in London, this is nothing to me," I shrug.

"If you are just tell me," he says and buries his head in the crook of my neck.

"Will do," I assure him.

"You smell good," he mumbles after a while.

"You do too. It's one of the many reasons I love wearing your sweatshirts, " I reply and I feel him smile against my skin.

"I love you in my clothes," he sighs happily.

"I love you," I tell him.

"I love you more," he murmurs.

"Most," I retaliate.

"Nope."

"Yep."

"Nope."

"Why don't we just agree to disagree?" I ask.

"As long as you're happy," he shrugs. I sigh with delight and lean further into him.

"Hello Australia!" Ashton suddenly yells. "Are you ready to rock out?!" Luke groans.

"That's my cue," he says.

"Ugh don't go, I'm so comfortable," I moan.

"Ashton can you just pass me my guitar please? I can play from here," Luke suggests but Ashton shakes his head.

"Lucas Robert Hemmings-"

"That's not my name," Luke cuts him off .

"I don't care. As I was saying. Lucas Robert Hemmings! This is a concert! Now come stand with the rest of your band and play your gosh darn guitar!”

“Fine,” he lets out an exasperated sigh. “I'm sorry baby,” he mumbles and kisses my forehead before standing up. I feel suddenly cold at the loss of contact.

Ashton sits on his little box thing while the other sit on the logs with their guitars.

“This a cover of We Are Young,” Michael introduces.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f-qoUsrJDAk

I'm mesmerized my Luke's voice as he sings along with his band mates. He looks up and smiles at me, holding eye contact as he sings the rest of the song. They finish and we all clap. Ben let's out some Ben Battle Cries an hugs Ashton. New favorite thing: Bashton.

"That was amazing Lukey," I smile as he sits down next to we and pulls me into his warm embrace again.

"You're amazing," he whispers and I decide not to make remark about him being cheesier than Easy Cheese. Which isn't saying much because that shit is not cheese.

---

"I'm gonna hit the sack," Michael says with a yawn.

"That's not nice, what did he sack ever do to you?" Ben asks and the group all laugh.

"I think I'm gonna turn in too," Calum yawns and a couple others nod in agreement. Eventually it's just Zayn, Perrie, Luke, and I. Perrie gives me a knowing look and turns to Zayn.

"I'm getting pretty tired babe. Can be head to bed too?" she asks and rubs her eyes.

"Course princess," he smiles. "Goodnight guys," Zayn says.

"Night," Luke and I both say. Perrie gives me a thumbs up before ducking into her tent.

"Are you tired?" Luke asks.

"Not really. Are you?"

"No." He smiles softly and gazes down at me.

"Can we just lie here for a bit?"

"Course."

We lie and talk quietly about random stuff for another hour before I think we should go back to the tent. It's actually getting a little chilly.

"Maybe we should go back to the tent now," I suggest.

"As you wish," Luke says and helps me stand up slowly. He pours the water bucket over the fire, making the campsite look eerie under the light of the moon. He unzips the tent then holds the flap open and I thank him before crawling in. I don't know how but Luke made our tent so fucking comfortable. The bottom was completely covered with a thick foam mattress with a piles of soft blankets on top making sure the sharp rocks beneath don't poke us. He also has a warm colored, battery powered, camping light that dangles from the middle of the tent that spreads a warm glow. He zips the tent back up and turns to face me.

"Do you want to go straight to sleep or maybe stay up and talk a little?" he asks. I don't answer but instead I connect my lips with his. I've decided I want Luke to be my first.

Notes

Yay Kuke. TEAM BASHTON THOUGH. I have so many songs stuck in my head right now I can't even think. Damn it.
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