random oneshots ❣

* albion hill

Dedicated to Thedragonofcamalot23  ☻

* part one

You were in his car, with him beside you. He was your crush and you've been best friends since you can remember. You were sleeping, and your head resting on his shoulder as he blushes. "Hey, lover boy!" His mom yells from the front as she looks back at him. "Shh mom!" He says quietly, "You'll wake her up." His mom chuckles as he looks down at the both of you, smiling. He then moves your hair that has fallen on your face, trying to see your closed eyes.

The car stops at a Cabin. It was Albion Hills. And you were here camping with your best friend and his parents. Your head was still resting on his shoulder as his mom tells him to wake you up. "But i don't want to wake her up," he whispered. "She looks so peaceful." His dad, who was at the back, getting all of the bags inside, dropped them on the ground. He then opens the door gently. He smiles and says, "Well, you can see her like that again later- we have the family room."

He sighs and shakes you gently. You start to waver your head back in forth, trying to make yourself comfortable. You mutter a name, that made him glare. He always hated that person. That person you said was Raphael and he was always getting the girls, but he was a jerk and all of the girls ignored that. You said it again and he glared even more. "Raphael?" He sighs. "No, its me. Your best friend?" You open your eyes. "Oh." You say, sort of disappointed, but tried to hide it. "Are we here?" You ask. "Duh, i wouldn't have woke you up if we weren't." He says coldly. "Gesh it was just a question." You mutter, but you knew he heard it. "Sorry," he says. "You know how much I hate that ducking apple, he always gets the girls and they don't even realize that hes a jerk!" You chuckle. "Yeah I know, but he's not." Your conversation keeps going as you get out of the car and you both help his dad carry the bags inside.

The day goes by quickly and you collapse on your assigned bed, already wearing your favourite coloured pj onezi. Today you learned archery, went skating, played running games -like man hunt and octopus- played dodge ball, and capture the flag with the other families going here. Apparently Raphael went here with his family, and you both clicked after 3 seconds you guys started talking. And your best friend didn't like it one bit. He walks in, and grabs his pjs and goes in the changing room. You can hear him muttering. You rolled your eyes and sigh at the same time. He then walks out with his santa onezi and flops onto his bed. "I heard that." He says, turning his head to look at you. "I heard that too." You reply.

He then retrieves his folded blue blanket with a skating rink quilted on it. He pulls it over his body and from the corner of you eye you see him closing your eyes and you knew he was thinking hard. You followed and turned the lamp off that was between your beds, on a wooden night stand, with two drawers. Inside was your phone, head phones, a journal, and your favourite coloured pen.
"Good night." You say. "Yeah, yeah. Good night." He replies as you hear his blanket slightly ruffling as he moves his current position. You then closed your eyes. And fell asleep.

You walk out of your room, you couldn't sleep. Suddenly everything starts getting dizzy and you fall back, but someone catches you. They then carry you bridal style back to their assigned room. Your head starts hurting when you saw the person's blurry face, Raphael.