You found Josh sitting on one of the benches in the amphitheater, holding a blanket on his lap. He looked up once he heard you coming and stood up to meet you.

"Glad to see you took me up on my offer," he grinned.

"Where are we off to?"

"Follow me."

Josh led you out to a little hill on the edge of camp where there was a clear view of the sky. You were staring up at the stars before Josh even had a chance to lay out the blanket for the two of you. It was like you could see every last star in the sky.

"Here, come sit down," Josh said, lightly tapping at your leg.

"Sorry, it's just so pretty out here."

"Yeah, the view is really nice."

You turned to look at Josh, only to realize that he was staring straight at you.

Oh, you were the view.

"Stop," you mumbled as you took a seat next to him on the blanket.

"Come on, I've had to hold that in all week!" he laughed.

You laid back on the blanket so that you didn't have to crane your neck so much to look up at the sky. Next to you, Josh was doing the same, although his attention seemed more focused on you than it did on the sky.

"That must have been hard for you, DJ Spooky."

"You know you can call me Josh now."

"Sorry, habit," you giggled.

Josh sighed and moved his arm up so that it was resting behind his head. You took a moment to look at him, admiring the way his features looked in the moonlight.

"Do you know any constellations?" you asked.

"Are you sure you want to ask that question?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

"Because space is like... my jam. Once I start talking about it, I might not stop."

"I don't mind."

You spent the next twenty minutes listening to Josh talk about all the constellations above you. He seemed to know everything about them, including the names of the stars within them. It was nice to hear him talk about something so passionately.

"Alright, I'll shut up now," he laughed.

"I liked listening to you talk."

Josh turned to look at you, so you did the same.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

His mouth curled up into a small smile and moments later you felt his hand lightly brush up against yours. You simply lifted your hand slightly, allowing him to slip his hand beneath yours and intertwine your fingers.

"I always hated that you lived so far from Columbus. I wanted to see you more often, but because of the distance camp was the only time I was able to," he said quietly.

"You know, starting in the fall I'll be going to school just outside of downtown Columbus. The commute won't be nearly as bad."

"Just outside Columbus, huh? I think I can manage that."

"I would hope so, now that we've got this going on," you said, waving your linked hands in the air.

Josh turned so that he was now resting on his elbows, allowing him to see you a little better.

"And what is this, exactly?"

"Um," you stammered. It felt like your face was on fire. "A camp crush?"

He leaned a little closer to you, smirking as he did so, "Just a camp crush?"

"Well, I wasn't sure if you-" You stopped talking and smiled once you realized what Josh was trying to do. "Just kiss me, idiot."

"Gladly."

Josh used his free hand to pull you into a kiss. You grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him closer, letting all the tension and shared looks from the week melt away into the kiss. Josh's hand started to move down to your hip, but you were interrupted by something rustling in the bushes.

"Ew!"

Josh immediately pulled away, cutting off any form of physical contact you two had been sharing. Three boys were standing just inside the tree line, staring directly at you.

"DJ Spooky has cooties!" one of them screamed.

You and Josh shared a look. If one of the supervisors found out the two of you had been making out in the forest, there would be hell to pay.

"I've got this," Josh said, standing up and going over to reason with the boys. You scooped up the blanket and followed after him, just in case he needed help.

Josh had dropped down to one knee and was talking with the boys. You didn't hear much of the conversation, although you were pretty sure you caught something along the lines of Josh "giving you CPR". It was hard to bite back your laughter at his over-the-top excuse, but the kids seemed to be buying it.

"That should keep them off our case," he laughed, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you into his side.

"Was CPR really the best you could come up with?"

"Hey, I was under a lot of pressure!"

You giggled and pressed a kiss to his cheek. He smiled at the gesture and together the two of you began to slowly make your way back to camp, looking out for any other kids who might spot your signs of affection.

It was definitely one way to end the week.