Benidorm ⇒ Rob Dawson

11.

"And then there were five," Liv commented as the two boys sat down with a tray of drinks, one for each person in the group.

"So, we going clubbing tonight or what?" Michael asked. "We're all old enough."

"Nah mate." Rob said. "We kind of hijacked the 'oliday if you don't mind."

"Who's Jack and why are we saying hi to him?" Joey said glancing around, looking for 'Jack'.

"They mean they've changed it last minute." Tiger corrected him.

"Exactly," Olivia butted. "You boys up for a VIP cruise around the Caribbean?"

It was silent for a moment. "Will there be girls?" Tiger asked, the other two still holding their breath.

"Yeah mate." Rob replied.

"Drinks?" Michael asked.

"Yeah?" Liv said, raising a brow. "Something wrong?"

"Celebs?" Joey asked.

"FOR FUCK SAKE! JUST ADMIT IT, YOU LOT ARE DEAD EXCITED!" Rob shouted in annoyance. The three boys cheered and group hugged Liv. 

"Ok, ok. Stop now." She told them, they didn't hear her. "I SAID STOP!"

The three boys stepped back cautiously. "There she is, it's Olivia Thompson." Someone said from the pool bar with a camera. They weren't sitting down, just standing next to it, ready to run.

"Shit," Liv said, causing Tiger to laugh. She bean shoving thing into her bag as a crowd of paparazzi began forming at the pool bar. "I'd love to spend more time with you all, but I gotta go." She said as she hoisted the bog over her shoulder and ran, the paparazzi following her after realizing she'd gone.

Olivia had prepared for this, she ran to the front office, where Lesley had left a fresh wig and cap ready in case paparazzi swarmed her. Les was nice to her, didn't treat her like a celebrity, more like she was normal. It made her feel human, sane. She grabbed the wig as she ran past, slipping it over her head and shoving her hair into it. She pulled the bandanna from around her neck and looped it around the front of her head, fashionable, yet practical. The shorts were next to go, she slipped them off before continuing the run to town. Her shirt was one of Rob's so she didn't exactly care that she had no shorts on as she stepped into her skirt, still running. She took a quick glance behind, still noticeable, not far. She ran faster as she pulled the over-sized sweat-shirt over her head, pulling the collar from Rob's shirt out the neck hole in the sweat-shirt. She slowed her pace as she turned the next corner, tucking her shirt into her skirt, she dropped the air-force trainers on the ground. She quickly shoved the flip-flops into her bag and slid her feet into the shoes before running more. She felt like she was on set again, she had filmed a scene that was like this before. Quickly, Liv pulled another bag from her beach-bag and unfolded it, it was slightly smaller. But once she had tipped everything into it, it was a perfect fit. Still running, she placed a pair of sunglasses on her face, turned the final corner and began to walk.

"Phew." She said as the paparazzi ran past her, cameras in hand. Liv headed back to the Solana. The boys were still at their sunbeds next to the pool, chatting. "Now do you see why I need this cruise?" Liv said walking towards the boys before sitting down. 

"Mhm." They nodded in agreement and got up to pack their things.

"Nice fit, would look better on the floor." Rob whispered into her ear as he walked past, sending her a  wink.