Harry: "Harry!" You gasp, clutching your stomach for air. "They said teach survival skills not send them into frenzy! They actually think there are bears out here and you're just cackling about it." Although you're starting to go into a panic he's still laughing wildly as the kids run around in various parts of the woods. "I'm just helping out Niall, so they are all tired out for the campfire!"
Louis: "You can swim right? I mean you just do a lot of watching for a life guard." You laugh, tossing a handful of water in his direction. He lets out a little squeal and leans further back in his chair, perching his sunglasses further up his nose. "You know one of these days one of your little kids are going to forget everything you've taught them and need my help. Just remember that." He smirks.
Niall: You often watch from a distance, nodding your head alone with the tune of Nialls humming while he arranges the wood near the pit. His voice getting louder as he reaches for an ax and starts to pile up for the night. "Can you go grab my guitar out of my cabin, I want to practice a little bit before they all get here. Oh and a lighter, I'm sure Zayn has one lying around."
Liam: "You'd better throw out those cans before Liam is done with his shift. You know how boss Liam gets. If he finds out we're drinking on the job tsk." Louis laughed at you. "Oh Louis, I'm not scared of big bad Liam. What's he going to do sneak into my cabin while I'm asleep and chop me up." You laugh unaware that he's been behind you the whole time, "Maybe I have other plans for you and your cabin."
Zayn: You've never had to share your activity until now, when the camp had decided it would be a good idea to put two counselors with each group of kids. And now you're stuck with fifteen noisy ten year old and Zayn, who thinks it's okay to throw the paint, and change water colors to face painting. "Come on babe. You've got to loosen up a little. You know once they're all out of here, I can show you a good time with the finger paint."
