(y/n) - your name

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Everyone was chatting away with me, talking about how I was Chris' niece and not an actual player. The other team found out as well and was gobsmacked, asking me various embarrassing questions about Chris which I answered truthfully.

We are on live TV so why not.

The loud noise was disturbing Duncan as he was groaning and I move his head so he could lean against my shoulder. "Thanks." He yawns out, shifting closer to me to try and get some sleep.

"Duncan! You look like death dude." Chris laughs out as he walks over to our table.

"Stick it." Duncan mumbles from my shoulder and I pat his head, drinking my tea.

"Harold snored all night!" Courtney sighs.

"Wow! 4 nights without sleep! How much are you hurting bro?"

"Wanna find out!?" Everyone ducks under the table as Duncan glares at Chris.

"No no! I'm good!" Chris backs away, arms raised. "Where is Harold anyway?"

"I wasn't letting that loud stick ruin my sleep so I locked him in the outhouse far from the cabins. It was that or suffocating him with a pillow." I grow lowly and everyone gulps in fear.

"You two make such a pair." Courtney rolls her eyes at me and Duncan and I both glare at her.

"Shut up." I hiss and the door opens to reveal Harold with a drawn on moustache on his face. Gwen finally walks through the doors and we all clap for her. Both she and Duncan looked like death right now.

"Ok campers! Listen up! Your next challenge starts in 10 minutes and be prepared to bring it!" Chris walks away and I help Duncan get up so we could walk to the built in basketball court on the beach.

"Come on man we have to go." I huff as Duncan leans on me with an arm around my waist and I go to grab Gwen who was face planted in the table. "You too Gwen." I pick her up and hold onto her as she leans on me. It took a while to bring the dead punks to the next challenge and I seat them down on the bleachers.

"Come here." I shriek as I get pulled back on the bleacher, sitting between Gwen and Duncan. "Wake me up and it will be the last thing you do." Duncan warns his team before laying his head down on my lap. "And you better not move either." I blink at Duncan as he hugs my waist and knocks off to sleep.

"What am I? A pillow?" I feel weight drop on my shoulder and I look over to see Gwen passed out on my shoulder. I sigh out and lean back to watch the campers play against each other.

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Oh yeah the Killer Bass team was losing hard.

The Gophers has won 2 games already and Courtney was desperate enough to wake up Duncan. "Well who's going to wake him up?" Courtney asks and everyone looks at me.

"Why me!? He could kill me too!"

"No he won't! He likes you too much now do it!" Courtney exclaims and I roll my eyes.

"Fine jeez." I look down at Duncan sleeping peacefully, hugging my waist and I shake his shoulder. "Duncan. Wake up." I mumble out, running my fingers through his hair. He furrows his brows and sighs. He pulls me closer and I flush red as I shake him awake. "Come on man. Your team needs you."

"You better have a good reason for waking me up." Duncan growls lowly, gripping my thigh and I squeal.

"Oi hands off!" Duncan smirks at me and sits up, leaning his face close to mine.

"Not even a good morning sweetheart? That hurts." He feigns hurt and I roll my eyes, looking away from him with my arms crossed.

"Your team needs you. Y'all losing big time." I mutter out and Duncan chuckles.

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"What can I say. I love teasing her but shit is she comfy to sleep on and her fingers." Duncan sighs out.

"When (y/n) ran her fingers through my hair, it felt heavenly."

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With Duncan awake, the Gophers lost two games easily. Now both teams were at a tie with Harold and Owen facing each other for the last game. Owen speed throws the ball and Harold easily dodges it like he was in the matrix!

"Holy shit!" I gasp as the Bass team stands up in shock.

"Time out, time out!" Courtney exclaims.

"That mans got dodge. How'd you learn to do that?" Duncan asks as he stands next to me.

"Figure skating."

"Harold, that was awesome! But dodging isn't enough." Geoff explains and the team agrees, thinking of the next course of action that Harold needs to take.

"I actually kind of hope Harold wins." I whisper towards Duncan.

"Are you sure you should be rooting for teams. What would your dear uncle say?" Duncan leans towards me with a smirk.

"He doesn't make the choices for me. I can do whatever I want." I shrug, watching the teams cheering for their lasts standing members.

"So you would go behind your uncle? Didn't expect you to be a bad girl." Duncan whispers in my ear, snaking an arm around my waist. I could feel my heart racing but I keep a neutral face.

"I'm many things, Duncan. You would be surprised to what I may agree to." I turn around and smirk at him and he raises a brow.

"Really now? So if I asked you to leave with me right now without anyone knowing..." Duncan suggests and I smile at him.

"The Killer Bass wins!" Chris exclaims and the team jumps up cheering.

"Maybe next time." I wink at Duncan and his team drags him to pick up Harold. I stand with Chris as he talks to the Gophers who lost. Noah annoys his team and they all leave him, walking off.

"(y/n)." I turn around to see Chris with a pissed off look and his arms crossed.

"Yeah?" I raise a brow, lowkey worried.

"Stay away from Duncan. I don't like him hanging out with you."

"Chris, I'm not dumb. I'm 20 years old and I can make my own decisions but thanks for looking out for me. I'll be fine ok." Chris frowns and ruffles my hair.

"I know. You've been looking after yourself for a long time. Just be careful ok. I don't want anything happening to you." Chris walks with me out of the basketball court and I blush as Duncan turns around to wink at me.

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"I think (y/n) was making moves on me." Duncan smirks into the camera, sitting back with a smug look on his face.

"I mean, I'm all for it. The chick has class. The issue is Chris. I have a feeling he's going to prevent me from making the moves on (y/n)." Duncan shrugs.

"You can't stop me Chris, I know you're watching this."

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"Gwen. Duncan." I call out for the tired punks and they look at me before entering their cabins. "Let's go." I signal them to follow me and I take them to my cabin. "You guys desperately need sleep so go ahead."

"You are an angel (y/n)." Gwen hugs me tightly before flinging herself for a bed.

"I'll see you guys in the morning-" I gasp as I get pulled back from the doorway and fall back on a bed. I look up and see Duncan hovering over me, a smirk on his face as he was shirtless. "Duncan-"

"-you're sleeping with me."

"The others are going to be suspicious if I don't get back-" I gasp as Duncan pins my arms down as I tried to get up.

"You're not going anywhere sweetheart." Duncan whispers, nibbling on my earlobe and I blush.

"You two better not do anything. I'm trying to sleep here." Gwen calls out and I know my face is red as Duncan chuckles lowly, laying on top of me. I wheeze from the sudden weight as he moves to lays on my chest, wrapping his arms around my waist.

I sigh in defeat as I move the blanket over us, closing my eyes to sleep. "Night sweetheart." Duncan mumbles against my stomach.

"Night guys." I yawn out, threading my fingers through Duncan's hair as I nod off to sleep.