More Than Words

Chapter 39

Ciara's P.O.V.:

I opened my eyes after the guy finished tattooing me. I looked at it and it was pretty amazing. I thanked the man and asked how much I owed him. He told me the price, but right when I was about to pay, Josh came inbetween us and paid. I smiled and kissed his cheek. He grabbed my hand and we left the tattoo parlour.

"So, Rome tomorrow. Are you excited?" Josh said grinning. I smiled back at him, "Yes! I am," I said. But on the other hand I wouldn't mind going home tomorrow. I kind of miss home. "But, erm, do you think we can go home instead? Go to Rome next month or something?" I asked, biting my lip, scared of how he would react. "Of course, baby, whatever you like," he said and kissed my temple. I smiled and wrapped my arm around him as we walked back to the hotel.

I picked up my phone and called Laurine to ask her how she was doing. No answer. Maybe she's sleeping. I'm happy if she does, she needs to rest. She looked exhausted after everything that had happened today. To be completely honest, I'm quite tired as well. I looked at the time. 11:30 am. Oh. Pretty late.

Josh and I went up to our room and got ready for bed. I sent a quick text to Laurine, 'Josh and I are going home tomorrow as well. We'll pick you two up around 10 am. xox". I pressed send and I knew she'd read it tomorrow when she wakes up. As long as she doesn't wake up at 10, because then we wouldn't be able to catch our plane. I got into bed and snuggled into Josh' side and instantly drifted to sleep.

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The next morning I woke up around 8 am and saw that Josh was already awake and on his phone texting someone. "Good morning, sleepy head," he said with a grin and softly kissed the top of my head. "Good morning, handsome," I said and rested my head on Josh' chest, reading whoever he was texting. George. "Any news?" I asked. "Not really, Laurine didn't throw up this morning, yet, so that's good I guess. Ciara don't worry too much about her. She's in good hands," he said and chuckled. "I know, but she is my best friend, Josh. I can't not worry. I'm sure if I was in her position, she'd do the same," I said and got out of bed.

I grabbed my ripped skinny jeans and a cropped top out of my suitcase and put my other belongings in my suitcase. I changed in front of Josh, not really caring that he saw me in my underwear. I slid on my jeans and noticed staring at my from the corner of my eye. I looked at him and saw he had a smirk on his face. "What?" I said giggling at the look on his face.

"Oh nothing, you just look really amazing and I was wondering if you could stay undressed for a little while more," he replied, making me blush. I rolled my eyes playfully, "No Josh, we have a plane to catch," I said. "But maybe later if you've been a good boy," I said, winking at him.

We took our luggage and went downstairs to check out of the hotel. We went outside to the car and threw our suitcases in the trunk. There was nothing fragile in them, so why not throwing? It's fun, you should try it some time.

We headed towards the hotel George and Laurine were staying in. We arrived there after 10 minutes and saw them standing outside, waiting for us. I got out of the passenger seat and sat in the back together with Laurine.

"Josh told me you didn't throw up this morning. Is that a good sign?" I asked a bit unsure. "I have no clue. It is a good sign for me, because I've had it with throwing up. Being pregnant's weird man. I get sick if I think, smell, see, taste chocolate," she said. Oh my God. Chocolate is like her second favourite food! She can't even eat that! "That's horrible!" I exclaimed. "Yeah well, that's pregnancy for you," she said and giggled. Well, at least she can smile and laugh about it.

We arrived at the airport after an hour and checked our bags in. We looked on the big board to see what gate we had to be at. This is what we saw:

Flight 6548 to London, United Kingdom, DELAYED.

Oh, goody.