"Damnit Harry!" you laugh as you trek along the dirt road. "You got us lost AGAIN!"

"I did not!" Harry, your boyfriend, protests. "The others are just...playing hide and seek, that's all."

You laugh harder as you look at him. "Really Harry? Hide and seek?"

"Yup," he responds nonchalantly.

"Oh, okay. Then try to find them," you smirk.

Harry pauses for a moment, looking around the dense forest that you two had gotten lost in. "Uhhh..."

"See, you have no idea where they are!" you tease. For some reason, you aren't mad. In fact, you actually find the situation quite hilarious.

"You don't seem too upset about it," Harry winks at you. You just laugh again.

You and Harry thought that it'd be fun to go camping with your friends Louis, Eleanor, Zayn, and Perrie. You'd been following them to a campground, but Harry decided that it'd be a good idea to have a make out session behind a tree and once you were finished...the others were gone.

That was an hour ago.

Now, neither of you had any clue where you were going. Harry had a watch and according to it, it was only two PM. You had a good six hours until sundown...you just hope that you can find the others before then.

"See? No denial," Harry smirks. "We're out here aaaallllll alone, we can do whaaaaateeeever we waaaaant."

You shake your head and before you can say anything, Harry grabs you. You squeal as the two of you fall to the ground, ending up with your big oaf of a boyfriend on top of you. Your lips lock in a kiss and you tangle your fingers in his wild, curly hair.

You remain like that for a few minutes, only breaking from the kiss for a few moments to breathe. You think things might start taking themselves to the next level, when you start to feel...itchy.

"Harry," you groan, finally breaking away from him. "Get off of me," you grunt as you push him off.

He whines as he sits up and looks at you. "What was that for?" He looks at you with big, green eyes, looking as if you'd just told him that his puppy ran away.

"I feel...itchy," you start to scratch at your arms. Your eyes travel down to where the two of you had been laying, and you gasp.

"What? What is it?" Harry asks frantically. He too starts to scratch himself as he looks at you.

"Harry! We were lying in poison ivy!" You exclaim in horror. Harry groans loudly as he starts to itch the back of his neck.

"C'mon! We need to find the campsite!" You groan in irritation as you grab his hand and practically begin sprinting through the woods. You try to ignore the itchiness, but the task is proving to be very difficult. It almost feels like you're burning all over.

Harry follows you as you race through the woods. However, you begin to slow down after a few minutes. You...think you hear something.

"Harry," you whisper as you come to a complete stop, "do you hear that?"

He's silent for a minute before whispering back, "yeah, I do."

It sounds like somebody is yelling. As that somebody gets closer, you realize that he or she is yelling your names.

You gasp. "Harry, it's Louis! They found us!"

You excitedly begin to sprint again, towards the sound of the voice. As you break through some trees, you see Louis and Perrie looking for the two of you.

"Louis! Perrie!" You exclaim as you run up to them, with Harry by your side. "I'm so glad to see you!" You go to hug them, but remember just in time that you're covered in poison ivy. You step back.

Louis takes one look at the two of you and bursts out laughing. "What happened?!"

"We were, uh, kissing and, uh, accidentally landed in a patch of poison ivy," Harry awkwardly explains as he scratches at his arms. Louis' laughter instantly becomes louder.

"Yeah, yeah, let's just get to the campsite," you mutter. "Are Zayn and Eleanor there?"

"Yeah, they're waiting for us, and I think we've got some ointment. C'mon," Louis says as he leads you all back to your campgrounds.

As you head back to the campsite you hear Louis whisper to Harry, "I guess you can say you were really itching to be with her."

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(Ah yes, leave it to me to end it in a shitty pun)