**Chapter 4: "Little Moments"**

The trip continued, and I found myself sharing more and more moments with Alex. We'd often wander off together, exploring the places we visited, and laughing together like we'd known each other for years. One of those moments that stood out was when we spent 30 minutes trying to tie a bracelet on his wrist. I had brought it as a souvenir, and he had asked me to help him put it on. As I tried to thread the string through the tiny clasp, Alex leaned in close, his hair brushing against my forehead. I felt a shiver run down my spine as our hands touched, and I couldn't help but notice the way his eyes sparkled in the light. "I'm not very good at this," I said, trying to hide my frustration. "It's okay, I'm not very patient," Alex replied, his voice low and teasing. We worked together, our hands moving in tandem as we tried to get the bracelet on. At one point, he sucked on the string to wet it, and I couldn't help but giggle at the sight. As we finally managed to get the bracelet on, Alex grinned at me, and we did a little handshake to celebrate. Our hands lingered together, and I felt a spark of electricity run through my body. It was a small moment, but it felt significant. As we walked through the streets, Alex turned to me and said, "You know, I really like spending time with you." I smiled, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. "I like spending time with you too," I replied. The rest of the trip was filled with little moments like that. We'd steal glances at each other, exchange silly jokes, and just enjoy each other's company. It was like we'd known each other for years, not just days. One night, as we sat around the campfire, Alex leaned in to whisper something to me. I felt my heart skip a beat as our faces were inches apart. "I have a confession to make," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. I leaned in closer, my heart racing with anticipation. "What is it?" I asked. Alex took a deep breath, his eyes locked on mine. "I have a crush on someone," he said, his voice so low I had to strain to hear it. I felt a pang of surprise, and maybe even a little jealousy. But I pushed those feelings aside, trying to be supportive. "Who is it?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Alex hesitated, looking around the campsite to make sure no one was listening. "It's someone in our group," he said, his eyes locked on mine. I nodded, trying to process what he was telling me. It was a lot to take in, but I was happy that he had trusted me with his secret. As the night wore on, we continued to talk, sharing stories and laughter around the campfire. It was moments like these that I cherished, moments that made me feel like I was getting to know Alex on a deeper level. And as I looked into his eyes, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held for us. Was it possible that our friendship could turn into something more? I didn't know, but I was excited to find out.