You and Lewis had been forced to be friends because your parents were friends. Now, you hated this guy. Why? That was a mystery. Everything he did just pissed you off and annoyed you and Lewis saw you the same way. Annoying. Abrasive. Rash.

Though, all the pent up hatred made your parents and Lewis' parents decide to schedule a camping trip during the summer. It was late August, humid as hell in the mountains.

The problem?

One. Tent. That you and Lewis had to share.

You felt your eye twitch in frustration as you glared daggers at the side of Lewis' head. Lewis turned his head, looking at you and raising a brow. "Bloody hell, okay. I'm sleeping on the far end." He said dryly, mostly to get you off his back.

"Annoying prick.." You muttered under your breath as you walked over to the firepit your parents had set up and plopped down on a log, irritated.

Lewis merely watched in amusement before rolling his eyes, getting in the tent and sitting down.

This was gonna be the worst weekend for both of you. He knew that much. Putting two people who hated each other but were forced to be friends due to their parents expectations?

Now that was like a death sentence.