8:47am
"What's it like sharing a bed?" My mother asks as I chew on a piece of watermelon, it's breakfast time and my mother kindly made us all food.
"Blake hogs the bed I'm about to fight him" I roll my eyes putting the green part of the watermelon on my plate to throw away later
"I don't hog the bed" he turns to me sticking up for himself, his brows are furrowed with a shocked expression on his face.
"You do, I lie there curled up in a ball and your 6ft foot ass has to spread your whole body across the bed"
"No no no no no you sleep there like this" he says spreading his arms and legs out almost slapping me in the face
"I don't I lay in a ball I don't hog the bed" that's only half true it depends what mood I'm in so if I'm stressed I'll sleep in a ball but if I'm relaxed I'll sleep all stretched out
"You hog the bed" he states
"I don't"
"You guys argue like a married couple" my mother laughs gently putting her hand on my dads bicep as he sips his morning coffee.
"We do not! he just knows I'm right but won't admit it" I shove his shoulder causing him to smile
4pm
I've been at wedding rehearsals all day whilst Blake has stayed at the villa, I wish I could've stayed inside and relaxed but sadly that's not the way being a bridesmaid works.
"Did you miss me?" I sneak up behind Blake as he's sitting on a deck chair, he jumps up holding onto his chest breathing loudly
"You dickhead!" He yells pulling out his AirPods in complete shock
"Wanna go for a swim?" I ask looking at his sunburnt nose
"I will later" he puts his phone and AirPods on the nearby table and connects his music to the speaker
"Cmon don't be boring"
"I'll go in the pool later I'm tired now"
"Well I'm getting changed and by the time I get back you better be in that pool" I giggle running into our room and putting on a light blue bikini, I brush out my hair and put my sunglasses on my head.
"I'm back why aren't you in the pool?" I walk over to him and sit down on his knee waiting for him to respond
"Because I have a girl sitting on my knee"
"What if the girl stands up?"
"Than I'll have to make another excuse"
"Well if you're going to be a loser you might as well put sunscreen on my back because I can't reach there" I turn and pass his the sunscreen, he lightly laughs at my demand and brushes my hair out of the way, I hear him rubbing his hands together and i feel the the cold cream being smothered against my back
"Blake..Blake Noooo" I scream as he picks me up and walks closer to the pool, he looks down and smirks and he jumps into the pool holding me close to him
"I can't believe you." I shout as I resurface and splash water at him, he bursts out laughing and then swims under the water and gets between my legs picking me up onto his shoulders
I sit on his shoulders as he walks around the pool, I use his hair to control where he's going like I'm Remy and he's Alfredo from the film ratatouille.
"This way" I giggle moving his hair forward so he walks into the unicorn floaty.
"Nope" he says flinging me off his shoulders into the water, I hold my nose as I land in the water and try to stay under for as long as I can. It's been about 30 seconds and Blake has already swam under and picked me up with a panicked look on his face.
"Are you okay?" He asks sitting me down on the side, I sit there out of breath with a smirk on my lips watching the brunette concentrate on my body
"Yeah I just wanted to scare you"
"I hate you"
"Sure you do matey"
"Hate you so much"
"That's a shame because you're stuck with me for life"
"FOR LIFE?" He jokingly says doing laps around the pool
"Yeah" I smirk watching his toned body swim up to me and he rests his arms on my knees which are hanging over the side into the pool
"Fuck" he looks up at me with his brown eyes and smiles, i poke my tongue out at him causing his nose to scrunch.
He continues to swim around, grabbing a floaty to lounge on while i rant on about a dream i had last night.
After a few hours of talking and making fun of each other we're all going out for a meal with everyone before the wedding tomorrow.
I sit in the restaurant surrounded by everyone who went on the holiday. Drowning in bliss and happiness as I watch Blake talk about music and guitars with my dad, one of the many things they have in common is their passion for music.
I smile sipping on my cocktail watching my two favourite boys communicate with each other,
"What's got you so giddy?" My mother asks sitting beside me watching my dumb smile and blushed cheeks
"Nothing I'm just glad dad and Blake get along" I say as she applies her signature red lipstick
"It's cute isn't it?" She replies and I nod in response, I wish I could just capture the moment and keep it forever and ever .
11pm
"I see you and my father getting along quite well" I say getting into the taxi with him linking my arm because he drank a little too much even though he can't lie in bed tomorrow with a hangover.
"He's a chill guy I like him"
"Well tonight I'm not sleeping in the villa I'm staying at Caitlin's because i need to wake up early but I can stay with you until you fall asleep if you want?"
"Its up to you babe" He says the nickname sweetly, so softly, like he's only ever meant it for me. It makes my heart soar in my ribcage.
"No it's up to you" I reply opening the door to the villa and leading us to our bedroom, as much as I want to go straight to bed right now I need to go to the other villa where all the bridesmaids are because we have a very early morning.
He runs and jumps onto our bed which I made earlier, he takes his shoes off using only his feet and puts his arms out for me to go and give him a goodbye hug
"Please stay who else and I supposed to cuddle?" He pulls me down onto the bed and clings onto me like a koala, his arms around my body and his legs intertwined with mine.
"The pillow"
"But it's not as comfortable as you" he moans holding onto me tighter, He smiles a goofy yet hopeful smile which causes me to melt
"I wish I could stay but I can't, I'll be here tomorrow though"
"That's too long away"
"It's not"
"Babe stay, stay, stay, stay, stay" he sings rolling down till his head is resting on my chest and his hair that smell suspiciously like my shampoo is under my nose
"Are you really quoting the 1975 right now?" I ask and he nods laughing proudly at himself knowing they're one of my favourite bands.
A/N
I have 2 plans for this story and I don't know which one to go with fuck, this story may feel like it's dragging out BUT STICK WITH ME PLS.
