(A/N Sorry about the times in this chapter. It doesn't all work out, due to the lengh of time it takes for a flight to london and the time difference.)

"Lilly?!" my mom called from downstairs, " The Okens' are here."

It was 6:30 in the morning. I woke up at 5:00, just to make sure everything was packed. I had a long journey ahead of me. We were getting a flight to London and staying a night at a hotel, then flying to Reus airport the next day. I had no idea why. It was supposedly 'easier'.

"Are you ready Lilly?" Mrs Oken asked as she saw me walk down the stairs. Her, Oliver and Nathan were standing at the door with my mom.

"Yeah, I just need to get my case," I took Oliver's hand and lead him up the stairs with me. I closed the door when we were in.

"Oliver?" I said, "Thank you so much for inviting me. I love you."

Oliver smiled and kissed me. We continued this and soon fell onto my bed. I was really loving this moment. I really loved Oliver.

"Oliver! Lilly!, " Nathan banged on my door, "Hurry up!" Thankfully, he didn't come in.

Nathan was Oliver's 10 year old brother. He was loud and always in your face. In one word, he was a pest. Oliver really couldn't stand him. I had a brother too. He was also 10, but the opposite from Nathan. I loved him. Ok, maybe we argued etc, etc, but at least we got on. There was no love between Nathan and Oliver what so ever. Nathan was smart. He knew exactly how to annoy Oliver and enjoyed doing it.

"Come on!" he whined.

"Ok, ok, " Oliver shouted, ending our kiss. I reached over to pick up my suitcase, but Oliver stopped me.

"I'll take that," he said. He was such a gentleman. I smiled and picked up my hand luggage.

"Holiday, holiday, holiday; holiday, holiday, holiday," Nathan sang, the whole way to the airport. Oliver pleaded for me to sit between his self and Nathan, which meant I could hear the singing loud and clear.

"Sorry Lils, " Oliver said.

I sighed, "It's fine.

We arrived at the airport and so farm everything had went fine. We were at check in, and having worried that our bags were overweight, were relieved that they were fine. Just as we were about to leave, the women added, "Oh, your flight has been delayed for a couple of hours." Dang Flabbit.

How to waste hours in an airport. We wandered around, desperate for soemthing to do. I dragged Oliver through a few shops, none of them very intresting.

"Lilly?" Oliver whispered, "I'm bored."

"Yes, I know, I am too but I'm not whining like a 10 year old," I replied.

"I am!" Nathan jumped in front of us, "I'm 10! woohoo!" Oliver rolled his eyes as I laughed.

We eventually got through security but then had to sit for another half hour. I read my magazine for a while, but kept getting interrupted by Oliver. He was commenting on every little thing in my magazine. 'Girls don't look like that!', 'You so do not get a guy that way', 'That does not suit her eyes'. I was slightly worried.

"Shut up ood ball," Nathan moaned, making me giggle. Oliver put on his puppy dog face to make me feel sorry for him. I leaned over and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, making him smile again.

"Could all passengers please pay close attention to the safety instructions as we prepare to take off for our flight to London."

Within an hour we were sitting on the plane, ready for take-off. Nathan sat behind with Mr and Mrs Oken, meaning I could sit with Oliver. I won a game of rock, paper scissors, the prize being the window seat. Next to Oliver was a freakish, foreign women who smelt. I could tell Oliver felt really uncomfortable.

"Are you ok Ollie?" I asked, slightly concerned.

"Want to hear a secret? I hate flying," he whispered.

I smiled and took hold of one of his hands, and wrapped my other around his body.

"It'll will be fine,"

"Yeah, you're sitting next to me,"

I leaned over and kissed him softly on the lips.

"Aewol!!" a whine came from behind us. Nathan.

"Go away freak," Oliver shouted.

"Oliver!" Oliver's mom shouted.

"Sorry..." I giggled.

As our plane raced down the runway, I squeezed Oliver's hand the whole time. 11 hours later, we landed in London.

"In England they all talk like this," Nathan tried to do his best English accent. It wasn't working for him.

"Nathan, be quiet," Mrs Oken said. It obviously not only Oliver and I annoyed by his constant talking.

"Yes mom." he sighed.

"That wasn't so bad was it?" I asked Oliver.

"It was fine."

"You's slept the whole way. Bores!" Nathan butted in.

"Nathan!" Mr Oken called, "'You's' is not a word."

"Yes dad."

I had only spent have a day with Mr and Mrs Oken, and I could already tell they were very strict. Oliver and I giggled to ourselves. "Come on, Lilly." We stood up, stretched our legs, lifted our hand luggage and left the plane.

As we walked down the stairs to get from the plane to the airport, the cold hit us. Aswell as the rain.

"Isn't it summer here?" I asked.

"Yeah, I think so." Oliver replied.

"Thank goodness we're only here until tomorrow."

"Yeah, tell me about it."

It was fairly simple after that to get our luggage and find a taxi to our hotel. We got up to the reception, where a small, blond women was sitting.

"Err, room for the Oken's?" Mr Oken said.

"One night?" she asked

"Yeah."

"Well that's fine. Here's your room key, 2021. Could I just get you to sign here please?"

Mr Oken signed forms etc, but just before we could leave, the women added, "Oh, by the way, the kitchen has been flooded so we are not serving food."

Great. The hotel we were at was miles away from anywhere, and I was starving.

"Is there anywhere else to eat around here?" Mrs Oken asked.

"Well, there is a shop called Spar, down stairs, but everywhere else is a long walk."

Great.

We quickly found our room and entered. There were four beds pushed together and one sofa bed.

"Well, who's sleeping where?" Nathan asked.

"I'll sleep here, if no one else wants to." I said, pointing to the sofa.

"Noooo!" Nathan shouted, jumping on it, "I want to sleep there!"

"Ok," I smiled.

"Looks like it is us four on this big bed," Mr Oken announced.

After getting changed, we headed out, trying to find somewhere to eat. Mr and Mrs Oken walked ahead, with Nathan strolling behind them. Oliver and I were miles behind, holding hands, casually walking.

"Well today wasn't too bad," I said.

"We're not even properly on holiday yet."

"Well, we're away from home. Away from everyone. Away from all the problems there."

"Yeah, but we're with my mom, dad and him," Oliver said in disgust.

"Him?" I laughed, "Nathan isn't that bad."

"You'll regret saying that Lilly Truscott."

"I know," I laughed.

"Wait."

"What?"

Oliver grabbed by hand, and pulled me down a side street.

"Oliver?-" I was interrupted as Oliver placed his lips on mine. I kissed him back. O "What about your mom and dad?" I asked.

"We'll catch up."

He kissed me again.

"Yeah, we'll run."

He kissed me one last time, before taking my hand, forcing me to run with him.

Unfortunately, we couldn't find anywhere to eat, so had to return to the shop below the hotel. I ended up buying a packet of crips and bottle of water. Oliver bought himself a feast of food. I watched and laughed as he tried to carry it all in his arms outside. He accidental dropped it all, including his can of juice. Well done Oliver.

We got back to the room and into our pjammas. Oliver decided to open his can of juice.

"Oliver stop, no-"

Too late. Both Oliver and I were completely covered on Coca-cola.

"Oops?"

We both burst out laughing, but Mrs Oken didn't find it so amusing. She made Oliver clean it up. I tried to help, but he insisted I didn't. Instead I sat and watched. Bored after a while, I took out my diary and started writing until it was all cleared up, 20 minutes later.

"Well night everyone," Mr Oken said, standing at the light switch.

Oliver and I tried to separate the four beds, but it hadn't worked for us. In the one bid bed was Mr and Mrs Oken at one end, and Oliver and I at the other. It felt very wrong.

I closed my eyes, but couldn't get to sleep. Within ten mintues, Mr Oken started snoring. Great. I couldn't tell if Oliver was sleeping of not, so didn't want to turn around to see him. After another 5 or so minutes, I felt Oliver's arms wrap around my stomach.

"Night Lilly," he whispered in my ear, "Thanks for coming."

"Night Oliver," I whispered back, "Thanks for having me."

I closed my eyes, but this time fell asleep straight away.

Hope that chapter was ok. Please review thanks :D

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