Harry was excited about the camping trip with Y/n and the boys.
They sat around the bonfire, sharing jokes and stories and enjoying the warmth of the fire. But after an hour, Harry noticed that all the boys were coming up with excuses to leave, leaving Harry alone with Y/n. He watched as all four boys got up and went, confused. As Niall walked past him, Harry caught his wrist and whispered, "I know what you lads are doing. You're not slick." Niall smiled and winked at him without confirming or denying anything before running after the other three boys.
Harry let out a sigh and turned back towards the bonfire, feeling a bit awkward. "Sorry," he said, trying to break the silence.
"About what?" Y/n asked, turning towards him. The firelight illuminated her pretty face, making her look even more beautiful.
"I thought you could tell what the boys were up to," Harry explained, slightly embarrassed. "That they're, you know, clearly trying to leave us alone together on purpose?"
Y/n thought for a moment, tilting her head and looking thoughtful. She was so cute, Harry thought, feeling a sudden rush of affection for her. Finally, she smiled and shrugged. "Well, I've always enjoyed your company the most anyway," she said, meeting Harry's eyes.
Her words made Harry's heart skip a beat, and he blushed and smiled shyly. "Oh, I ehm...I enjoy yours too," he replied, feeling a bit tongue-tied.