Kiss

“Dylan, we’re gonna get caught.”

Kiss

“Shhh, no we’re not,” he assured, confident that the campers wouldn’t find you guys.

Kiss

It was peaceful. Just you and Dylan, alone and in each other's arms.

Sure Mr. H would get upset if he knew you both snuck off to go make out but he’d never know, nobody’s found out yet so why would he?

You never expected Dylan to be the type of guy to want to sneak off with you but you weren’t complaining when he suddenly pulled you into the radio shack and kissed you.