Zoe looked at the clock, 11,58, two minutes till 2015. Her past year had been hectic, especially Max. The other night at Dylan's she wished she could have kissed him, let him take her heart once again, then Dylan came, of course he had to come, and so the kiss never happened, and so Zoe, and Max, were left with broken hearts, so much for Christmas spirit...

"So, can I have a new year kiss or will I have to settle for a game of golf?" Max asked cheekily, awakening Zoe from her thoughts.

"You'll have to wait and see." She teased, a grin spread across Max's face.

"5...4...3...2...1..." Zoe moved closer to Max as everyone around them counted down, and then she kissed him, what she'd been wanting to do for weeks.

"I'm thinking you and me together tonight." She whispered in Max's ear.

"I'll count to 100" Max replied, grinning like a Cheshire Cat.

"Meet you in the car." Zoe flashed Max a secret smile as she walked away.

"Well, I'll see you all tommorow, but for now, I'm going." Zoe said her goodbyes and walked out of the crowded pub.

As she strolled towards her car she turned to look at the fireworks, illuminating Holby's sky, she saw two people huddled together, kissing in the moonlight. Then she realised who it was, Ethan and Honey. Zoe smiled to herself, she thought Lily would have been a better match for him but love is what matters.

She took her keys out her pocket and unlocked her car, as she switched the engine on the radio buzzed into action.

When Max opened the door a song began playing on the radio.

"L is for the way you look at me,

O is for the only one I see,

V is very very extraordinary,

E is even more than anyone that you adore can..."

"It can be our song Zo." Max commented.

"If you want, I was thinking more 'Your sex is on fire' but this is a good choice." Zoe replied, both of them giggling together, "So yours, mine or hotel?"

"Well to be honest, I'd rather There wasn't a chance Robyn and Lofty would catch us, and the same with Dylan." Max replied.

"Hotel it is then." Zoe said, putting both hands on the steering wheel and accelerating.

The black Audi TT pulled up outside Holby Hotel. Max and Zoe stepped out and walked towards the large building, Zoe's shoes clicking loudly on the floor. They made their way through the doors and walked towards reception.

"Hiya, have you got any rooms free?" Zoe asked.

"I'm afraid we only have our Honeymoon suite." The receptionist answered in a sickly sweet voice.

"That'll do." Zoe replied, sticking her credit card in the machine. "How much?"

"One thousand, four hundred pounds." The receptionists voice echoed around the room.

"Blimey, no wonder it's free, first of all who would have their honeymoon in Holby and secondly at that price you could have a week away on a private island with unlimited champagne and lobster, but needs must." Zoe ranted.

"Is that the kind of honeymoon you'd like Zo?" Max questioned, "unlimited champagne and lobster?" Zoe smiled,

"Well," she replied, "I'm sure one day I can show you my wedding scrapbook."

"You have a wedding scrapbook." Max giggled.

"Shush, or you'll be punished later." Zoe teased.

"Please enter your pin." The receptionist interrupted, obviously annoyed with the couple standing on the other side of her desk. Zoe entered her pin, took the keys and waltzed off to the honeymoon suite.