Strawberry Lipstick - Y.B Imagines

July 22nd: Holiday

You slowly woke up, your eyes adjusting to the bright sunlight that shone through the white curtains and straight into the bedroom. You, Colson, Tom, Adam and Dom were all having a much needed holiday together in America.

Waking up properly, you heard laughter from downstairs, quickly realising it was the laughter of Tom and Adam. You got up out of bed and went into the bathroom to get ready. You grabbed your phone from the bedside table on the way out.

Going into the bathroom, you began to run a shower for yourself. You weren't going to the beach today, you were all going out for a day trip, and you didn't want to go out with sand all over you and your hair. You pulled your bikini down from hanging over the shower.

Running the shower with your music playing, you danced around in the shower to the music as you cleaned out your hair and washed down your body. Cleaning out your hair, you stepped out of the shower, seeing how fogged up the mirror was.

Quickly grabbing your towel, you dried off your hair. You got most of it out, but it was still slightly damp. But you knew there was no point fussing about it, the sun was going to dry it quickly anyways. You grabbed your hairbrush, brushing it out.

Wondering if you should take your brush, you decided you might as well. Going back to the bedroom, you grabbed your tote bag which was nearly empty minus the things which you didn't need last night. You reached into the bag, grabbing your hair ties.

In replacement, you grabbed two hair ties, tying your hair up into a ponytail. You put your hairbrush into the bag before going around the bedroom, gathering your things. Every time you collected your things, you wondered how much was necessary.

Your bag currently consisted of your hairbrush, some spare hair ties, your sunscreen, water bottle, sunglasses, gum, spare paracetamol, camera, some makeup, your wallet, some lip balm, your earphones and your phone.

It was a lot but if you didn't do it, no-one else was going to do it. You were the parent friend, always being the one who had something when Colson, Tom, Adam and Dom needed it, because no matter how much you reminded them, they'd never bring it.

You were about to go downstairs, before remembering that you still only had a towel wrapped around you. Going through your suitcase of clothes, you took out a white crop top and blue jeans. Putting both of them on, you checked your face in the mirror.

A smile met your face as you saw your tan. Your tan had made it look like a natural blush decorated your nose and cheeks, your hair looking a bit brighter in the sun, the tan lines from where your swimsuit being so comical it never failed to not make you laugh.

You went downstairs where Tom was sitting on the couch, playing guitar. Adam was sitting on the floor next to him, cross legged as he had a notepad set on the floor next to him, a pencil stuck into his mouth. "Do you two ever stop working?" You asked.

"Nope," Colson responded, coming into the kitchen. His hair was messy, his hair close to platinum from how much you'd all been in the sun. He had a cup of coffee in hand, before sitting down on the stool that was for the island.

As you looked into the kitchen, smelling a strong smell of eggs and bacon, you saw Dom cooking. Once he saw you, he quickly ran up the two small steps up from the kitchen, into the living room to say good morning to you.

"You can see your bikini string by the way, or is it a thong string?"

Laughing first at Colson's comment, you quickly looked down, you saw your thong string was up and showing over your jeans, curving over your hips like how your v-line would move across your hips. "It's a thong string. I think it looks nice," You laughed.

"If you're quite done talking about my girlfriend's underwear Kels," Dom said, making his appearance known to Colson. Dom looked gorgeous. He was so sun kissed from the holiday, freckles all over his cheeks, decorating his nose.

Slight remnants of eyeliner were underneath his eyes, it really wouldn't be Dom without it. He was so pretty. Colson laughed as Adam and Tom joined in on the conversation. "WE'RE NOT INVOLVED!" Tom shouted as Adam lifted up the notepad.

"We never said you were dumbass," You said as Dom went back into the kitchen to flip the bacon and eggs. Walking into the kitchen with him, you got yourself a glass of water, getting some ice you'd put in the fridge in advance.

You loved ice drinks. In summer, more often than not, you had ice going in the fridge. Making an iced coffee for yourself, you saw Dom getting plates from the cupboard. Walking into the kitchen, you sat down on the stool which was one away from Colson.

Colson knew this wasn't out of the ordinary. If you were ever there before Dom, you would always leave a seat for Dom. "Hope you're hungry!" Dom said as he came back into the kitchen, holding up 2 plates at first.

You were glad he didn't try to carry more plates than he had hands. You remembered how that had gone last time. Doing another trip into the kitchen, he came back with everyone else's food. Tom, Dom and Adam all joined the table.

"What's the plan for today?" Tom asked through a mouthful of bacon. "I was thinking we should go to that neighbouring town and check it out, there's not really much here in that sense," Dom said. You immediately knew what "that sense" meant.

Growing up together and going on multiple joint family holidays, most of the time your house would be in small, quiet places that only had a beach and a few other shops/restaurants, but had towns near it that were bigger and you could go to for a daytrip.

"Sounds good, I'll drive," Colson said. Colson and Adam were the designated drivers of the group, Adam especially when you guys went out drinking, since Colson was, surprisingly, higher than drunk, but still not a good idea for him to be driving.

Once you were all done making breakfast, Dom went to do the dishes. You went into the hallway and grabbed your bag. "Got a fucking gift shop in there?" Adam joked. You nodded as you pulled out your sunglasses, putting them on your head like a headband.

Scrolling through your phone until Dom was ready, he came into the living room. "Okay, roll out people!" He said, grabbing his shoes. You put your sandals on as Tom had his regular last minute panic, making sure he'd taken the keys with him.

Once you all left the house, you got into the car. Adam was driving with Dom shotgun, you sat behind him with Colson in the other seat and Tom stuck in the weird middle seat that usually you would put your bag, but you put your bag by your feet.

As you began driving away, you played your summer playlist. "This vacation has been the best!" Colson laughed. You smiled. "Holiday," You corrected. You'd corrected him so many times, but he would still insist vacation was the right way to call it.

An hour or so later, you pulled up into the town. The day was absolutely amazing. You found an amazing crystal store and bought some new crystals, some holiday souvenirs for friends and family, a pair of sunglasses since Adam got his.

Lunch was at a burger place and Dom and you would insist that it was one of the best burgers you'd ever had in America. Colson, who lived in America, would insist that you're wrong. Once you got back, all of you were exhausted.

Opening a bottle of champagne, all of you relaxed on the balcony outside, watching the sunset. "Today's been a really good day," You laughed, your hair now down, in waves from the salt air. "So good," Adam laughed.

"Even better with you," Dom said, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

A/N! If you can't tell, I'm obsessed w/ summer 😭 my years work around them tbh, and I've FINALLY finished school for the year! My school closed really late, even for the UK! Love ya chickens, Lana