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The group are currently spending the day at a pool-side restaurant a short walk away from a gorgeous beach. The girls are due to leave Lando and his friends tomorrow afternoon in order to complete their four-day trip in Greece.
Truthfully, the three girls don't want to leave. The last few days with the group have been the most fun they've had on their holiday so far—not because everything has been of a higher standard (they're partying with rich people, what do you expect?), but because the two friendship groups have blended so easily and perfectly that the girls don't want to spend their last four days missing their new friends.
"How the fuck do you cut this steak?"
Laughter erupts around the table as Max pouts at his food in defeat. Lando moves his own plate out of the way and pulls Max's plate from beside him so that it's in front of him. Without saying anything, Lando starts cutting Max's steak into chunks so that his best friend can just stab and chomp like the four-year-old he is.
"Does daddy still wipe your arse after you've used the toilet too?" Cara teases from across the table.
"I don't think Queenie appreciates you calling Lando 'daddy', Cara." Max counters, immediately turning his head to see if said girl blushes. She does immediately.
"Don't bring me into this." Queenie surrenders, still blushing in her seat on the other side of Lando.
Lando chuckles. "To answer your question though, Cara, no. I don't wipe his arse after he's used the toilet."
"Yeah," Max nods. "He stopped needing to do that for me a few months ago."
"You're disgusting." Cara shakes her head. The older boy bites proudly into one of the bite-sized steak pieces Lando had cut for him in reply, raising his fingers and acting as though he's playing a tiny violin.
"I don't want to leave tomorrow." Lola comments, sighing slightly. She leans back in her seat, sipping on her cocktail as she watches the group talk amongst themselves.
Queenie smiles sadly. "I know, same."
"I can't wait." Cara quips, eyeing Max with a teasing smirk who flips her off without looking up from his plate.
Sav pouts from the other end of the table. "Why don't you girls just stay? It's only an extra four days, right?"
"We wouldn't want to intrude," Queenie shakes her head, politely trying to refuse Sav's offer. "We've already intruded enough just by joining you guys on the boat."
"No, you haven't." Lando immediately defends.
"That's easy for you to stay." Queenie rolls her eyes.
"It's true," Oli shrugs. "We've enjoyed having you guys with us."
"If you're twisting our arms then we may as well stay." Lola grins and Queenie chuckles at how happy her friend looks to be staying on the boat with the rest of the gang.
"What about Greece?" Queenie asks, her eyes on her best friend across the table. "That was on your bucket list."
Lola simply shrugs. "There's always next year."
"We could just go to Greece," Martin suggests. "I've kind of always wanted to go to White Rocks Beach."
"Problem solved." Lola grins, looking at Queenie for approval who still looks like she's too scared to put the group out.
Lola understands why her friend is anxious though; it's the others' holiday too, it's not fair to force them into changing their plans but Martin wants to visit Greece too so Lola doesn't feel too guilty about it. Queenie feels enough guilt for the two of them.
"You guys don't have to—"
Lando nudges Queenie's side with his elbow, looking down at her with a grin. "Why are you trying so hard to get rid of us?"
"I'm not," Queenie defends. Lando raises an eyebrow as if he's unconvinced so she adds, "I promise."
"Well then it's a plan," Lando winks cheekily, knowing he's won. "We'll head towards Greece tomorrow."
Once everyone has finished eating and the plates are cleared from the table, the group continue to chill at their table beside the pool. A DJ is playing music from a booth a couple of feet away from them and so Oli, Tom and Connor have drunkenly taken it upon themselves to try and get random strangers to join them in their little dance party.
Sav and Jennie hide their faces in their hands, embarrassed of their boyfriends' dance skills and the sight makes Queenie laugh harder, hiding her face in Lando's shoulder. He glances over at her quickly from his conversation with Martin and Max before wrapping an arm over the back of her chair so that it's easier for Queenie to cuddle into him.
Alicia, Lola and Cara watch the pair from the other side of the table, sharing knowing looks.
"I'll bet you both twenty-quid each that they get together by the end of this trip." Lola grins.
"I don't know," Alicia hums. "That's only four days away."
"Okay, rephrase," Lola nods. "I'll bet twenty-quid each that they at least admit how they feel about each other by the end of this trip."
Cara shakes her head. "I'll raise you twenty-five if they kiss."
"Deal." The two other girls chorus and Cara extends her hands on either side of her for Alicia and Lola to both shake.
"What's a deal?" Queenie questions.
"When you can get that two-pound-forty Naked smoothie in with your three-pound Tesco meal deal." Lola responds, surprising Cara and Alicia but also herself at how quick she pulls that lie out of her arse.
"I love when that happens!" The sheer passion and excitement in Queenie's voice makes the group laugh, including the boys who only catch Queenie's response rather than the context of their conversation.
"You're cute, Queens." Lando laughs and his arm moves slightly from the top of Queenie's chair to her shoulder in order to pull the girl closer into his side. It's the smallest of movements but Alicia, Cara and Lola still notice and their grins grow a little bit wider knowing they're watching the start of their friends falling in love.