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So for all the people who love disventure camp and think it’s criminally underrated, here is a fanfic of Alenick (Alec x Nick) in Alec’s pov. If you don’t know who the hell these two are or what disventure camp is and you just like enemies to lovers tropes, this is great for you.

A little note before we get started: I wouldn’t say this fanfic is very inappropriate, (SPOILERS) they do make out once and they swear a bit but otherwise there’s nothing too bad. Now I won’t keep you any longer so please enjoy my fanfic and I would really appreciate it if you left a nice comment and liked. Thank you, ily :) <333

I sighed as I pulled into the parking lot of the public library, stopping my car’s engine and staring out the driver’s seat window at the library.

“Just another excruciatingly long day of work.” I yawned and took my glasses off to rub my eyes, then wiped the lenses off and shoved them back on my nose.

I turned my head back to my steering wheel and blinked sleepiness out of my eyes. But that didn’t work. Before I knew it, my eyelids drooped and my forehead dropped down hard onto the wheel. Right onto the horn. The horn let out a painfully loud beep.

I jumped back quickly, my hand over my chest. Now that definitely woke me up. I straightened my glasses and unbuckled my seatbelt. I grabbed my tote bag off the passenger seat, slipped it over my shoulder, and shoved open the car door. I slowly stepped out and took a breath of fresh air. Then I sighed again and pushed the door closed.

But as I tried to walk, something was keeping me back. I looked behind me and saw my bag was stuck inside the car door.

“Aw, great! Just another thing to add to my list of reasons why today is gonna be a bad day.” I pulled on my bag a little, then after it didn’t come out of the car door, I slipped it off my shoulder, grabbed the straps, and pulled with all my might.

The bag immediately flew out of the door, causing me to flop onto the asphalt like I’d been shot. I quickly stood up, grabbed my bag off the ground, and slipped it back over my shoulder. I brushed dirt off my blue vest, then headed towards the library.

As I walked across the parking lot, a blue car came driving right towards me. I quickly turned my head to the car, stopping right in front of it like a deer in headlights.

The driver beeped at me so I stared directly into the windshield. I couldn’t see who the driver was but I stuck up my middle finger at them and shouted, “Fucking moron! Watch where you’re driving!” I walked up the front steps to the library and pushed open the door.

I walked behind the front desk and set my tote bag under the desk, then flopped down in my chair and sighed. I picked my phone out of my pocket and opened up my camera. I flipped it to face me and looked at my exhausted face on the screen. I had large bags under my eyes.

I shoved my phone back in my pocket and leaned down to shuffle around in my bag, then pulled out my current reread, The House In the Cerulean Sea, and flipped it open until I found my bookmark. I set the bookmark on the table, crossed my legs, and started to read.

I was deep into my book when I heard the door open. I paid no attention to it until the door slammed shut and scared me half to death, causing me to drop my book on the floor. As the book toppled, my page was lost. And I don’t even remember what page I was even on!

“Shit,” I mumbled under my breath. “Nothing’s gonna go my way today, huh?” I got out of my chair and onto the floor. I picked up my book and went to stand back up but I banged my head on the table.

I stood back up, rubbing my head. “Fu-” I stopped myself as I saw a woman and a little girl standing at the desk. “-dgesicles. Fudgesicles.” I calmly placed my book on the desk next to the computer and asked the woman, “What can I do for you ladies today?”

“I just wanted to check these books out,” the woman said, placing a copy of The House In the Cerulean Sea on the desk, along with a pile of every Magic Treehouse book.

I took The House In the Cerulean Sea off the desk and scanned it. I smiled at the woman and said, “This is such a good read. I’m currently rereading it for, what, the five-hundredth time?”

The woman laughed and said, “I heard it was really good. Glad to know you liked it.”

My smile grew wider and I started scanning the Magic Treehouse books. “These for you?” I asked the little girl.

She smiled wide and said, “Yeah! I’m really excited to read them!”

The woman giggled and said, “She’s such an avid reader.”

“Just like me when I was a kid. I read the whole Harry Potter series in 1 month when I was 12.”

The woman raised her eyebrows in surprise. “That’s shocking. Not even I could do that.”

“I just can’t go a day without a good book to dive into. I’m so glad that the youth still likes reading. I looked at the little girl with a warm smile on my face. “I’m sure you’ll be a great reader as you get older.”

The little girl just smiled wide and clapped her hands together. I looked back at the woman and asked, “Can I have your card?”

The woman dug around in her coat pocket, then pulled out a red library card and handed it to me. I took it diligently and scanned it for her. I typed something down on my computer, then handed her a date due slip. “Make sure to bring the books back by this date.” I stacked The House In the Cerulean Sea on top of the Magic Treehouse books and pushed the pile to the woman. “Have a nice day.”

The woman took the stack of books off the desk and said, “Thank you. Have a nice day.” The little girl stayed close to her mom’s side as they walked out the door.

I sighed, picked up my book, and tried to find my page. “My day’s already going terrible so that’s off the market.” As I flipped through the pages I couldn’t help but think… that little girl kind of reminded me of…

No. I can’t bring her back to my mind. I just can’t think of Fiore on my already terrible day. We’d had a father-daughter relationship, yet she’d still betrayed me.

I found my page and started reading where I left off. I barely got through a sentence when I heard my boss’s voice behind me, “Alec, take your nose out of that book for a second. I just hired a new guy to help you behind the front desk.”

I put my bookmark in between the pages and said, “I don’t need any help. I can do my job perfectly.” I crossed my legs and turned my chair around. I gasped as I saw the guy standing next to my boss.

He was a face I knew all too well, a face I couldn’t stand to look at. Blonde hair, goatee, cyan eyes, wearing a business casual suit and fedora.

I rolled my eyes. “Ugh. Nick. You’re my new…” I looked Nick up and down. “…partner?”

Nick smirked and crossed his arms. “Alec. Great to finally see you again.”

“Stop with the sarcasm. What are you doing in a library? I didn’t know you could read.”

“Oh, haha. Didn’t know you worked here, otherwise I would’ve picked any other library in the city. Oh, and what was it you called me? A… fucking moron?” Nick laughed seductively. “Right back at you old friend.”

“That was you in that car?” I scowled. “Thanks for trying to run me over. I really appreciate that.” I stared at him and held back a gag. “And don’t call me ‘friend.’”

“What? You don’t like that? Would you rather me call you sexyback?”

I flung out of my chair and stood face to face with Nick. “Don’t call me that either.”

Nick smirked and said, “Okay, sexyback.”

I grumbled and balled up my fists. My boss took Nick by the shoulders and pulled him away from me. “Okay, that’s enough. Nick, why don’t you go look around the library, get to know the place? It’s obvious you two already know each other and don’t get along well.” He slapped Nick on the back and said, “Go on then.”

Nick slowly walked out from behind the front desk and disappeared into the bookshelves, his hands in his pockets. I glared at him at he walked away, then groaned and sat back down in my chair. My boss stood in his place for a while in complete silence.

“So how do you guys know each other?” my boss asked, breaking the silence.

“We met on this show, Disventure Camp. Ever heard of it?”

“Nope.”

“Well, it was this show with two teams where both teams would have to compete in various challenges and whichever team lost would vote out someone on their team. Of course there were days where there was no elimination or when a voted out camper would come back but those weren’t frequent. Nick placed 12th, I placed 4th.”

“Wow. 4th was very close. How did you get to 4th?”

“I was kind of evil. I was teamed up with this little girl, Fiore, and we were like an inseparable evil duo. Even without her I would’ve been able to place 1st, since I’m so smart I could’ve been able to strategize my way through. If only Fiore hadn’t made an agreement with Miriam and Ellie to vote me out so she could get farther in the game.” I balled my fist at the thought of Fiore, how close we were, how she betrayed me and how angry that made me feel.

“Ok… and what about Nick placing 12th? Why didn’t he do as well as you?”

“Well, nobody really liked him. Safe to say I agree with everybody. He was so stuck up and snarky, always boasting about how much money he had. ‘I’ll pay you if you take my suitcase,’ like shut up already!”

My boss stared at me with concern. “Okay. Alec, why don’t you just take a couple deep breaths and focus on your work? Once you finish your shift, you won’t have to deal with Nick anymore until tomorrow. I’ll just try to keep him away from you, okay?”

I took a deep breath, then nodded and turned my chair back around to face my computer.

Eventually, Nick had to come back behind the front desk to actually do some work. I avoided speaking to him as much as I could.

When I would walk by Nick, he could turn his chair around and shout at me, “Hey, sexyback!”

I just rolled my eyes and didn’t say anything. I knew that whatever I tried wasn’t going to make him stop calling me that. So I just ignored it.

Today was just a boring day at work, but at least Nick didn’t bother me so much. My boss probably talked to him about that.

A little before my shift ended, I decided I wanted to tease Nick a little. I took a sticky note off my desk picked a pen out of a cup on my desk, and wrote this down:

‘Dear Nick,

I hate you so much. Please fire yourself from this library and never come back.

With hate,

Alec.’

I looked at the note with a smirk on my face, then got up from my chair and stuck the sticky note next to Nick’s keyboard while he was in the bathroom, then headed to the bathroom myself.

As I was walking there, Nick was walking back. We stared at each other blankly for a second, then continued on.

As I walked back to my desk from the bathroom, Nick surprisingly didn’t turn his chair around to call me ‘sexyback’ with that stupid smirk on his face. I knew why as soon as I got back to my desk.

There was a sticky note stuck to my monitor. I groaned and sat down in my chair, then took the sticky note off my computer.

I read it to myself, then rolled my eyes. It read:

‘Dear Alec,

I hate you even more. I hope you decide you hate reading one day and quit your job.

With love,

Nick’

I crumpled it up into a ball and threw it into my trash can. Then I finished up my work on my computer, packed up my stuff, and left the library.

When I got home and looked into my work bag, I saw the note from Nick crumpled up in my bag. I guess I had missed the trash can when I threw it.

I groaned and said, “I don’t need a reminder of Nick.” I took the note out of my bag and threw it into my bedside trash.

It had officially been 4 days I had been working with Nick. God, he bothers me so bad.

As I was readying myself for bed, I picked up my journal off my nightstand and turned to a free page. My therapist told me to write down what happened every day and to let off my negative emotions into it every night before bed. He said it would help with letting go of my ‘emotional baggage,’ whatever that meant.

But as I picked up a pencil to start writing, I turned back to reread what Nick had done to me in the past days.

Day 2

I was looking for a book in one of the shelves when I took my glasses off to clean them and accidentally dropped them on the floor. But when I went to pick them up, Nick came up behind me and asked me ‘who I was bending over for.’ So immature.

Day 3

I was rearranging the books in the shelves, and Nick was following me around, unorganizing the shelves as I organized them to mess with me. I didn’t even notice he was doing this until the end of his shift when the boss came to find him. Then I had to rearrange them before my shift ended. Every. Single. Shelf.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes. I just can’t stand him. I turned back to my new page and started to write down what had happened today.

Day 4

Nick followed me around all day, talking to me about things I really don’t care about like Star Wars and just calling me sexyback in between every sentence. Eventually I gave out and yelled at him to knock it off. He looked guilty and just walked away. I don’t know why he would look like he was sorry or why he always made an attempt to talk to me every day, or even why he calls me sexyback all the time but it’s a little-

I stopped writing abruptly, then dropped my pencil. I picked up my journal, reread today’s entry, then slammed it shut and got up off my bed. I stormed off to the bathroom and got my toothbrush out of the cabinet.

“No, he can’t like me. That’s weird. We hate each other!” I grabbed my tube of toothpaste and lobbed some on my toothbrush.

“Why would he like me? There’s no way! I don’t even like him! Why should he like me?” I shoved the toothbrush in my mouth, then stared at myself in the mirror blankly.

I let my mind work for a second, then asked myself, “Do I like him?”

I shook my head. “No, I can’t like him! It’s not possible! How would I like him? I mean like, maybe the way he smirks when he calls me sexyback, or like when he follows me around just to talk to me and-”

I looked at myself in the mirror. “God, I do like him!” I finished brushing my teeth and stormed back into my bedroom. I grabbed my book out of my work bag, got in my bed, and pulled the covers over my legs.

But as I opened my book, I couldn’t help but look into the trashcan where Nick’s note was still sitting on the top, completely untouched. I reached down and grabbed it out of the trash.

I uncrumpled it and read it over to myself. To confirm my suspicions of Nick liking me, he did put ‘with love’ on his note while I put ‘with hate.’ Surprisingly I smiled and blushed, then put the note on my bedside table and continued reading.

But as I finished reading, I took that note off the table and traded it out for my bookmark, then shut the book and went to sleep.

The next day as soon as I got into work, I rushed behind my desk and pulled a sticky note off the pad, then wrote a quick note to my boss:

‘Boss,

I think I like Nick. Please help.

Confused,

Alec’

I stuck the note on the bulletin board next to his offices and went back to my desk.

Nothing really major happened for the remainder of the morning. It was surprisingly peaceful. The only disturbance was when Nick walked into work and called me sexyback on the way by.

He didn’t bother me for the rest of the morning. Well, until right now.

“Alec.” I jumped as he came up behind me.

I turned my chair around and exclaimed, “You scared me! What do you want now?”

Nick held something up in his hand. Panic rushed through my body. He was holding the sticky note. The one that stated I liked him.

Oh. Shit.

“Did you write this, Alec?”

“Of course not. Someone must’ve staged it.”

“Who would? Nobody else works here besides our boss and he wouldn’t do that. He’s a big sweetheart. So obviously it was you.” Nick paused for a second to walk a little closer to me. “It is true?”

He leaned closer to me.

“Of course it isn’t,” I said, trying not to show the panic on my face.

“Are you sure about that?” Nick asked me, leaning closer to me so that we were face to face.

I stared into his eyes blankly, fear rushing through my body. My face felt so hot, it felt like I was blushing. I could’ve been but there was no way to check right now. There’s no way I was getting out of this, so I gave in. “I really need to work on my poker face, don’t I?” I smirked.

He laughed and said, “A little improvement could work. Otherwise it was pretty solid.”

Before I could say anything, he pressed his lips onto mine. “I knew you’d give into me eventually, sexyback,” Nick said, giving me that stupid smirk of his.

“Oh, shut up, you Brit,” I said, shaking my head.

Nick backed up a little and grabbed my hand. He pulled on my arm and said, “Come on.”

As he pulled me out of my chair I asked him, “Where are you taking me?”

He laughed and said, “Can we make out? Like just for a little bit?”

I raised my eyebrow at him.

“Please, Alec? Just for like 5 minutes?”

I thought about it for a second. “Fine, let’s go.”

Nick laughed and tugged on my arm again. I laughed along with him as he dragged me off to the bathroom.

When we got in the bathroom, he led me into the second stall and locked the door.

I laughed and said, “Why are you acting like someone’s gonna walk in on us?”

“Just in case.”

Before I could say anything, he pushed me against the stall, threw his arms around my neck, and shoved his lips on mine. Honestly, I don’t think I liked kissing anyone more than him.

He pulled away from the kiss and asked, “Do you know why I really came to work here, Alec?”

I shook my head.

“I came to work here because of you.” He poked my chest. “I’ve had feelings for you for a long time and I wanted to see if I could make you feel the same way.”

I chuckled and said, “Well, I guess it worked.”

He laughed, a low attractive laugh.

I blushed, put my hands on his cheeks, and pulled him in for another kiss. He brought one of his hands up my neck and ran his fingers through my hair.

His hands were warm, and his face was utterly cold. He pressed his body up against mine and gripped my neck tighter.

Kissing him was like having an out of body experience. It was so unreal, so astonishing. I just couldn’t believe that it was really Nick I was kissing right now.

I pulled away from Nick. “But Nick, don’t you have a girlfriend?”

He looked off to the side and said, “Yeah, but… I don’t really love her anymore. I love…” He looked up at me.

I blushed and smiled. “You love me?”

Nick nodded slowly, blushing and smirking.

I slowly pulled him in for another kiss and said, “I love you too.”

We continued making out but this little romantic moment would soon end.

Our boss came through the bathroom door shouting, “Alec? Nick? Are you guys in here?”

Nick quickly shoved himself off me, slamming against the other wall of the stall.

The bathroom went silent, then the boss called out, “Hello? Was that you?”

Nick shoved his hands over his mouth to muffle his breathing. I raised an eyebrow at him.

I could see the boss’s feet underneath the stall. I wasn’t panicking at all until the boss stopped dead in his tracks right in front of our stall.

“I can see you two in there! Get out of there!”

Me and Nick stayed as silent as mice. The boss tried to push open the door.

“Alec, open the door please.”

I didn’t say a word. I stared at Nick. He shook his head.

The boss scoffed and said, “Nick?”

I silently pleaded Nick to unlock the door. Nick took his hands off his mouth and mouthed to me ‘Fine.’

He reached out a shaky hand and unlocked the door. The boss gently opened up the door.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, “What were you two doing in here?”

I looked nervously at my feet, blushed, and quickly said, “Nothing.”

At my side, Nick just as quickly said, “Making out.”

I looked up at Nick, blushing even more. “Nick!”

He shrugged and said, “What? I panicked!”

The boss shook his head and said, “And I thought you boys hated each other?”

“It’s a long story,” I said, rubbing my arm.

The boss just shook his head again and said, “Nick, come on. I have something I need you to do for me. Alec, you have work to do.”

The boss started walking away, leaving me and Nick in the stall alone.

Before following the boss, Nick leaned in for one more juicy kiss. “See you later.” He ran off after the boss.

I stood there against the stall, dazed for a second. Then I wiped my mouth and lumbered out of the stall.

As I made my way back to the front desk, the boss was standing there talking to Nick.

As I walked by them, Nick pulled my arm and put a slip of paper in my hand. “Me, you, dinner tonight?”

I unfolded the slip of paper, which had a phone number on it. Nick’s phone number.

I smirked and said, “I’ll call you.”

I walked back to my desk and sat in my chair. I watched as Nick walked off to the other side of the library, his hands in his pockets.

The boss came up behind me and said, “So, Nick, huh?”

“Oh, shut your mouth,” I said, adding Nick’s number onto my phone.

The boss laughed and walked away. And honestly, thinking about all this time I’ve spent with Nick, I really meant it. I did love him.

The End!!!

I hope you enjoyed my fanfic! I enjoyed writing it and I think it turned out really nice. What do you guys think? Drop your thoughts in the comments and if you want, like the fanfic. Thank you pookies!!! <3333

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