We almost got lost on our way here, Niall gave me the best blowjob I've ever received in my entire life in a toilet cubicle, the truck got stuck in mud, and the damn tow truck took almost six hours to arrive. Six. Not three to four, six.
We stopped by a pretty small, run down coffee shop for a quick lunch and finally, we made it. We made it to the campsite. The day is almost half gone, thanks to the unnecessary delays— except for the blowjob. That wasn't unnecessary.
The camp site is essentially a huge open space in the middle of the woods, next to Lake Kent. We're lucky the woods isn't very densely packed with trees, which makes it such a popular camping spot, but we're glad that there are no other campers in sight.
It's currently almost five in the evening, and the sunlight is getting golden, which causes the water to glisten beautifully under the golden sun. It really is a magical looking place.
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Maybe, just maybe, those hiccups along the way were worth it. But definitely still unnecessary.
"No, Harry, grab that left side!" Niall scolds, before tossing his head back in laughter, which just makes me chuckle to myself.
"I am grabbing the left side!" I whine. The fabric of the tent flaps through the strong autumn breeze, making me groan slightly in frustration, and for Niall to laugh hysterically at me.
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"The pole is springing free, Niall!" I exclaim, pointing to the long, bent wire, protruding from the tent. He groans, grabbing it and looking at it in confusion.
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