♡#81-Camping N Confessions♡

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Michael's POV

My family, Noah, and I were going camping for a few days.

Me and Noah was packing, I had to go get us our own tent cause neither of us wanted to be with my family.

We felt comfortable enough with eachother to sleep inthe same tent together.

I mean...

He had layed in-between my legs and shit so..

We should definitely be comfortable.

Once we got everything packed up we loaded it into the back of the car and then we all got into he car and my dad started driving us to the campsite.

Me and Noah was talking about random shit the whole time.

We did get told to shut up a few times, but no way in hell was we gonna listen to them.

So we just continued talking.

Once we got there we all got out, Noah and me looked around.

"Michael, Noah. Go build your tent over there."

Noah and I looked at eachother.

"We will build it wherever the fuck we want, William."

He glared at Noah and grumbled something and walked away.

"I hate my dad."

"I hate your dad too."

We got the tent out of the back and choose a spot that was between two trees.

They were a bit far from eachother.

I looked up.

"What are you looking at?"

"The tree leaves and branches are touching though they are pretty far from echother."

"Hm?"

I looked at Noah and he looked up.

"Oh.. Cool. Can we build this tent now?"

I looked at the tent.

"I don't know how to build a tent.."

Noah sighed.

"I will teach you come on."

Noah taught me, and told me how to build the tent.

He did some of it alone then I started to help since he told and showed me what to do.

We finished within like 16 minutes.

My family was still building their tent.

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