Freedom

"Enjoy yourself girls, behave please and we will see you in a week" Wrapping her motherly arms around her eldest daughter, Tanya pulled Lauren into a tight squeeze almost crushing. "Please Lauren stick to your limits" she whispered sensitively into her ear, hoping she would persuade her daughter somehow to go easy on her first girl's holiday. "Whit, Luce you three stick together okay" was the final word of warning from Tanya as the girls climbed into Max's car heading for the airport. Their first girls holiday, excited didn't even begin to cover it, it was finally a breath of fresh air for the teens who spent most their time in Walford the square offering them anything and everything they wanted at their age. Finally it was time to explore, enjoy themselves and let completely loose. 2 weeks in the Greek island of Zante, was just the ticket. Boys, booze and plenty of banter was their motto nothing was going to get in the way of an amazing holiday.

Touching down hours later, they stepped off the plane, the hot evening air hitting them like a tonne of bricks, the air slightly muggy but was heavier with the smell of freedom.

"Freedom" Lauren muttered, finally feeling happy to be away from home. The turbulence that tended to travel around with the Brannings had taking its toll emotionally on Lauren, to get away was exactly what she needed. The unexpected arrival of her Uncle Derek causing much of a stir as well as his daughter, Alice, who sought him out. More drama for a drama filled family, not that Lauren shied away from drama she tends to embrace it and milk it for all it was worth. Luckily Alice couldn't come on the holiday, it sounded mean for Lauren to be glad her cousin come but truthfully she wanted to be away from all and every family member possible, just enjoy the time with her two best friends, a completely different country.

The first few days of the holiday were spent around the pool. The hotel they had booked sat right in the centre of town, footsteps from the strip which attracted thousands each and every night, heavily known for its clubs and bars much to the girls delights.

"Lo, your so brown already" Lucy winged sweeping her eyes up and down Laurens body, which did feel slightly uncomfortable to Lauren.

"What can I say, the sun loves me" she replied, feeling rather smug that she could catch a better tan than Lucy, who took every opportunity to put Lauren down when she could. It was true though, the sun and heat took to Lauren well, her instantly browning on the first day leaving visible tan lines as she darkened. Her hair seemed healthier, glossy and flawless.

Feeling bored of the pool setting, the same boys stalking around it like they owned the place, staring at the girls as if they were meat, Lauren wanted to go to the beach, enjoy the waves and the sand, try out some water sports. "Who wants to come to the beach?" she chimed sitting up on her sun lounger, her two friends glancing at her for a second before settling back down on their loungers.

"Nah, I'm happy here" Lucy replied, closing her eyes hoping the sun would finally take to her skin. Looking over to Whitney, she seemed content with laying there.

"Well I'm going to beach for a bit, see you later I won't be long" Laurens independence kicking in, she wasn't one for staying in one place; she wanted to try the beach so she was going to with or without her friends. It rarely bothered her, Lauren enjoyed her alone time, leaving her with thoughts and her active imagination. Strolling down to the golden sand beach in her small red bikini that just about covered her modesty and breasts, she found the perfect spot to lay on the beach, throwing her towel down she sat on it, her eyes watching the waves and the people, this was the moment she had been waiting for, surrounded by beautiful scenery as if she was in another world.

Pulling her large black sunglasses from her beach bag, she lay back on the towel, raising her legs slightly, sighing she felt the hot sun beating down but not too harsh as if to burn her delicate skin, although she was way past being burnt, her dark, tanned skin highlighting her bikini further. Feeling herself relax, which seemed odd she was rarely relaxed at home, always waiting for something to happen, it was a nice feeling, strange but nice.

Feeling herself drift off under the sun, a hard ball hit her leg abruptly waking her up. Sitting up she glanced around looking to see where the ball had come from, turning to the right she saw a group of lads smirking towards her, great it was their ball. Grabbing the ball in her hands she stood up, hearing the woof whistles chime from a few of them, causing her to roll her eyes, boys only had a one track mind. Looking down at her feet she shuffled awkwardly as one of the boys came to get the ball from her. Raising her eyes again she lost her breath slightly. The brown haired boy jogging towards her had impeccable chest, toned beyond a joke, her eyes swept up from his impressive chest to his face which was just as impressive. His face handsome, something you would see on a magazine, a strong square jaw, plump full lips and deep brown eyes. He was a god.

"Sorry about that babe" his voice deep and sexy it suited him well. Pulling her sunglasses onto her head their eyes met, their gazes locking for a second before she broke it, realising she should probably say something.

"Lucky I didn't pop it" she smirked, passing the ball into his hands, their fingers briefly touching, Lauren pulling away quickly the feeling of electricity running through her whole body. It was a moment of purity, complete and utter undeniable attraction as their eyes bored into one and others neither wanting to let go and break the contact. Lauren finally moved her hand away, blushing a little at how long she had kept her hand there.

"Glad you didn't, wouldn't of been very nice" he replied, his mouth curling into a smirk, he was slightly caught off guard by her sarcastic comment. Not only did she seem to have a witty tongue, her body was to die for. His eyes burned down her body, stopping for a second at the parts which were covered by her bikini. She was an image of perfection, her curves suited her slender figure, her breasts the perfect size not to mention her model like legs.

"Who said I was nice" she snapped back, raising her eyebrows, she was good, too good.

"You look nice enough" his reply smug as once again their eyes locked for a second time. Cheers and hoots broke their gaze as his friends began making noises as if to say he was cracking on.

"Better get back to your cavemen friends" she uncrossed her arms, pointing towards to large group of boys who were watching the pair interact, it was obvious this god standing in front of her was used to this, he was clearly an expert charmer and she certainly wasn't about to get charmed by him. Her statement caused him to chuckle, she had a way with words, his friends clearly unimpressed her, and he slightly hoped he had though. "Yeah were hunting a mammoth later" he replied, turning away from her, he glanced back watching her lay back onto her towel, her body arching up towards the sun naturally, it stirred something within him. This mystery girl who was beautiful beyond words, wittier than anyone he had ever encounter before had now become his full train of thought, even when he watched her get up and leave the beach, noticing her glance back at him before drifting out of sight.

"shit" he muttered, he hadn't even got her name, or asked where she was staying, he probably wouldn't see her again the rest of his holiday.

Little did either realise, they would soon meet again.