Owen's Point of View

I was with Claire until she stopped vomiting. I felt so bad. I held her hair back but I couldn't do much else. It felt like it would never end, and when it did, Claire was so light headed and dizzy she could barely walk. She had lost so much energy. I picked her up in my arms and carried her back to her seat. There was still three hours until we got to the airport. I sat Claire on my lap and she closed her eyes. One of the staff came up to me and asked if Claire needed anything.

"She will be ok. Could you maybe just bring a bread roll or two? Oh and some water?"

The man nodded and walked away. I kissed Claire on her forehead and noticed a smile slowly cover her face. Her eyes fluttered open.

"Thank you Owen." Claire's voice was soft and weak.

"It's ok. I would do anything for you, and that is why I am going to demand you to go to sleep. You have lost so much energy you need rest." Claire coughed a little and giggled. She winced in pain.

"Alright. Thank you again." She closed her eyes and her whole body relaxed and shut off.

The man came back with a tray of bread and water. I told him to put it on the tray table and leave it.

…

I heard my name being called a couple of times.

"Owen? Owen is Claire ok? Owen wake up." I felt my head being shaken around.

I opened my eyes and saw Karen standing above me.

"Karen?"

"Yes. Is Claire ok? She looks sick"

"Yeah, she threw up on the side of the boat earlier. She is ok now though"

"Thank goodness. Ok well, I am going to sit with the kids and Scott. See you later."

"Ok. Bye Karen" Karen walked away. I felt something move under my dead arm. I looked down and saw Claire slowly try to stand up. My legs had pins and needles.

"Owen? What are you doing here? Why am I sitting on your lap?"

"Claire, you threw up earlier. You lost so much energy… I told you before didn't I?"

"Oh… Yeah you did… Sorry I must have forgotten"

"That's ok. How are you feeling?"

"Alright. Is there any food I can have?"

"Here" I passed Claire the tray of bread and the cup of water. She sipped the water slowly and ripped the bread apart gently. She took a bite and I could tell she was pleased and enjoying the bread. Claire stood up.

"Where are you going?" I asked Claire. I was worried she was going to throw up again.

"To see Karen and Scott and the kids. It is all right Owen. I am not going to throw up."

"Come straight back please. I don't ever want to lose you."

I watched as Claire walked down the aisles to the front of the boat. I knew she was going to be okay. But I was still unsure of how she was feeling inside. I was worried what she thought of the kiss. I wanted to ask her but I felt like shouldn't. I felt as if I should just wait it out and see what happens when we get off the boat.

…

"Claire? We are almost at the airport."

"I know."

"Well… I know you lived at Jurassic World in the hotel. And I was just wondering, if you had a place to stay back at home?"

"As a matter of fact, I do" Not at all what I wanted her to say. I was hoping she would say no, so I could invite her to stay with me.

"Oh. Where?"

"At Karen and Scott's." I had the chance to ask if she would stay at mine, so I took it.

"Well, do they really need more people staying with them. Because you could stay with me?"

"Do you need more people staying with you?" Claire laughed, so I laughed with her.

"Well… If it is you, then I would love more people staying with me." She smiled. I was glad I could make her smile. I wanted to make her smile everyday.

"Owen? Are you asking me to stay at your house with you?"

"Yes… Is there something wrong with that?"

"No… Do you have a spare bedroom?"

"Maybe not…" I was worried she now didn't want to stay with me.

"Then yes I will definitely stay with you"

I was surprised by her answer. But I was so glad. I kissed her and she returned the favour.