Phan/Kickthestickz - The Camping Trip PART 7

Title - The Camping Trip
Author - ChocolateHoneyApples
Age - 13+?
Genre - Romance, fluff, friendship etc.
Parings - Kickthesickz, Phan
Warnings - Some swearing involved


Phil's POV

   "No! Not fair you cheated!" Chris cried as Pj smugly placed down a +250 card onto his pile.
   "I think that makes me, the winner!" Pj cried triumphantly, adding up his points to bringing his final score to 1050. Chris looked glumly down at his own rather poor score of -350.
   "Well, maybe I would've won if you didn't keep picking on me! Giving me all the minus cards!" he pouted glumly, as Dan leaned over to pick up all the Sopio cards and putting them neatly into one pile to one side. Pj shrugged with a smile, patting him gently on the back.
   "Maybe you'll win the next game?" he suggested, grinning wildly from ear to ear. I heard Dan groan beside me - Pj had beaten us all pretty bad.
   "I think we'll leave Sopio for now..." I chipped in quickly, chucking the pile back into the tent. "Maybe we could play something that causes a little less...tension." I say, being careful over my choice of words. Pj looks disappointed, but nods in agreement anyway. "So, what's the plan for today then?" I ask being quick to change the subject of 'games'. At that point Chris's eyes light up happily, a small smile working its way onto his lips.
   "Well, me and Pj were thinking of going to a nearby tree climbing centre - its in the middle of that forest over there-" he broke of to point over to the hills behind them. "- and it's got all this climbing equipment ,it's looks really fun! I mean, if you don't want to go then it's fine but..." he trails of looking around at us all.
   "No, that sounds good! Yeah, that's sounds fun!" Dan says a little reluctantly, and I wonder if there is something I've forgotten...I'm pretty sure he isn't scared of heights I think I would've known if he was.
   "Yeah, sounds cool." I add. Chris grins - its nice to see him in a happier mood after the journey here.
   Just then, Chris let's out a small yelp, and shocked - we all turn to see where he's looking. When I see what the matter is, I struggle not to laugh at Chris's distressed expression.
   A large golden labrador comes bounding up to us, skidding across the empty plates and forks - running straight towards Chris. The dog promptly jumps upon Chris, pinning him to the floor licking his face excitedly.
   "Pj! Help me the dog's trying to eat me! Agh fuck Pj help!" Chris cries helplessly, flailing his arms about in attempt to remove himself from the Labradors grasp. Pj is laughing too hard to hear Chris' yells of course, tears down his cheeks as he holds his sides, laughing. Dan is one step ahead of us all - laughing but already with camera in hand. "This is not funny guys please get it off it's trying to kill me!" he whimpered. Dan finally took the initiative to hand me the camera instead, and grabbed the dog by his collar pulling him of Chris.
   "There we go, he's fine - see?" he said, stroking the happy dog who licked his nose affectionately. Dan laughed - but for some reason all I felt was jealously. After all, it was my job - and mine alone - to lick Dans face. Somehow this dog was making me jealous.
   Therefore, I was rather relieved - along with Chris who had snuggled into Pjs arms with fright - when the owner came running up towards us, flustered with bright pink cheeks.
   "Sorry!" the man apologised, being quick to hook the lead onto the dogs collar. "I don't know what happened - he saw a wasp and just ran of like that! I thought the lead had been tied down properly, but obviously not." he said, scratching his thoughtfully. "I hope he didn't cause you any troubles!" he added, pulling the dog away from Dan - who laughed happily and shook his head.
   "Nah, that's a beautiful dog you've got there, I love them so it really was no trouble at all! Well anyway, I hope he doesn't escape anytime soon, and have nice holiday!" Dan said cheerfully, waving the man off as he turned round and grinned, replying with-
   "I'll try!"
   As soon as Dan sat back down next to me with a grin on his face, I lean over to lick his nose. His face screws up in a mixture of confusion and discomfort. He leans back slightly away from me, raising an eye brow.
   "Um...Phil? What was that for?" he asked, slightly amused. I shrug, not really being able to think of a clever answer to reply with.
   "The dog got to lick your face and I was jealous - so I just want to know. Who did you enjoy being licked by more?" I ask hopefully.
   "The dog."
   "Dan!" I whine, pouting before springing upon him and battling him to the floor. He laughs, throwing up his arms in defeat.
   "Alright alright Phil! You! I prefer you!" he gasps breathlessly in between giggles, as I tickle him all over.
   "Sure?" I ask - just to be certain.
   "Yes!" he yells. I decide he's quite possibly had enough, so I stop the tickling, give him a quick peck on the cheek and let him sit up again. Dan shoots death glares at me - but I can see the hint of humour underneath them, and grin triumphantly back.
   "So...can we go climbing now?" Chris asks impatiently, and I turn towards him and Pj who somehow i'd forgotten about for a few seconds. Pj laughs and hits Chris playfully on the arm.
   "What, to get away from the dog who's gonna eat your face?" he laughed jokingly, and Chris shrugged cooly.
   "Maybe..."


   Dans POV

   I felt slightly annoyed that Phil had forgotten - about my fear. I guess it was a bit of a stupid thing to be afraid of, and I'd never wanted to make a big deal over it before - so I understand why he forgot. But even so - it doesn't comfort me one bit in the fact I am stood in a dark forest surrounded by trees.
   Big trees.
   Trees I was meant to climb.
   I was all up for adventure most days, but climbing trees really wasn't something that appealed to me. I didn't even get it myself why trees happened to be my fear, but they were so tall with arms that could just reach out any moment and grab you-
   I shudder, trying not the let the fear show through to Phil, Chris and Pj who are all stood happily in their own climbing gear beside me - listening intently to the instructors tips whose voice had all seemed to fade away into a muffled sound in my head.
   "Right, well now that you know all the rules - I think it's fine for you to go round and go on whatever you like! The difficulty of each course is noted by the colour beside it - going from green being easy, to red being he hardest! If you ever need any help or something, feel free to shout!" the instructor suddenly spoke up, and I felt Phil's hand touch my shoulder jolting  me out of my daydream like state.
   "Come one Dan! You alright? You look a bit pale." he asked worriedly, staring into my eyes softly. I force I smile, swallowing back the sickness.
   "I'm fine Phil - honestly! You worry too much!" I laugh - which that in itself is true. I don't think he properly believes me - he's knows there's something wrong and he's forgotten something - but it seems to work for now. Slipping his hand into mine, he gently pulls me over to Chris and Pj, who are looking around at the course.
   "Well, I reckon we should do an orange first. I mean, green seems a bit easy right? And it's better to get used to the course first rather than go straight into the difficult one." Chris said, hands on hips as he studied the course with great attention to detail it seemed. Pj shrugged, smiling shyly.
   "Sounds cool to me, what do you think? he asked. I wanted to say no, tell them how scared I really was, but some stupid part of me decided I didn't want them to know, and I nodded.
   "Cool! Coolio!" Chris said, grinning from ear to ear as he playfully skipped over to one of the courses, and immediately clipped his root onto the safety clip - and began quickly making his was up to the platform. Pj quickly followed suite.
   "Do you want to go first, or me?" phil asked sweetly, smiling at me reassuringly.
   "You." I reply quickly, and Phil begins to follow after Pj. Very soon, it becomes my turn to climb, my palms becoming hot and sweaty - shaking as I fumble with the safety clip. Phil looks down, beckoning me up with a grin. Slowly, I place a foot on the first hold, and then my other on the second. Squeezing my eyes shut - I repeat the steps. It's not long before I find myself at the top, scrambling up onto the platform with a hugh sigh of relief. I looks over at the others - Chris is already on the second platform, while Pj is close behind, and Phil starting on the suspended logs to get across. I look down - wishing I hadn't.
   We must be about 10 metres of the ground, with do many trees. They're everywhere - all crowding around me like they're closing in on me, waiting to grab me and...
   "You alright Dan?" Pj calls from up ahead, waving at me.
   "Fine thanks! You?" I call back confidently, even though I really don't feel it. He gives me a thumbs up, pointing to the next obstacle to suggest he's busy, and carries on.
   Seeing Phil laughing happily up ahead, I place my foot on the first hold. Phil's having fun - and I'm glad he is. I don't want his day to be ruined by some stupid boyfriend who's scared of fucking trees. No ones scared of trees! I soon realise however that this part really isn't that difficult. I'm not scared of heights, and if I just kept looking straight ahead and not down at the trees around me, I'd be fine.
   Of course, half way across - I looked down.
   Phil looked over at me, and I could see the look of concern in his eyes as I clutched tightly to the rope - not wanting to move in the slightest on fear of falling into them. They were everywhere - I hadn't noticed before but now, staring down hanging suspended by measly price of rope - I didn't feel so safe anymore. Not in the slightest.
   "Dan! Dan what's wrong?" Phil cried at me desperately, his beautiful blue eyes staring into mine.
   "M' scared of trees Phil, I can't move..." I mumbled back weakly, waiting for the wave of laughter that never came.
   "Do you want me to get help Dan?" he asked again, as he began to make his way back over to me. I don't want help - having to face the humour upon the peoples faces around me. But then again, I just wanted to be on safe grounds with few trees as possible and Phil. I look up into his eyes with fright, hoping that somehow - somehow he understands me.
   The next few minutes are all a blur - i'm clinging on fearing for my life, then a man grabs me from behind and gently lifts me down from the trees. Then all I could feel was the warmth of Phils arms enclose around me, his breath sweet in my ear as he clutched me tightly.
   "Don't worry Dan, I've got you. You don't need to worry now..." he muttered, as I buried my head into his shoulder - never wanting to let him go again.