Vacation With Venable

Day 4

Y/n's POV

I woke up to Wilhelmina poking my arm.

"What are you doing?"

"Oh you're not dead," she giggled kissing me softly and getting up.

"What happened?"

"You got drunk after you sung a sex song to me," she said casually.

"What song?"

"I don't know. It went 'touch me touch me I wanna be your g u y'," she smiled.

"I sung you G.U.Y. ?!"

"Yeah, after announcing I was your girlfriend. It was a tribute to me and Lady Gaga. Which reminds me, I listened to that ARTPOP album, it's pretty good,"

"Well did you mind being called my girlfriend?" I whispered, snaking my arms around her waist from behind.

"No, I could get used to it," she grinned.

"So the plan for today?"

"I'm not sure, what do you want to do?"

"Well I thought we could maybe do the beach this morning, and then this afternoon we need to chill here because we're being picked up at five,"

"We are? Why?"

"It's a surprise," I grinned.

"Now I'm scared,"

"You should be. Also, you said you listened to ARTPOP, what was your favourite song?"

"I'm not sure, I liked the one called ARTPOP... Oh and I liked Venus. I listened to that one a few times," I'm pretty sure the smile on my face was supplying half the world's light at that point. I kissed her softly and got dressed in the bathroom, I asked to go back in and was allowed.

Wilhelmina was wearing a shorty flowy dress with full length puffy sleeves and a pair of white heels. I stood there in my BLOO denim shorts, baggy T-shirt and pink vans, staring at the perfection before me.

"So what're we doing tonight, again?" She frowned.

"Nice try," I smirked, making her roll her eyes.

"Just tell me!"

"No!"

"Ughhhhhhhhhhhhh," she groaned, opening the door and leaving me alone in the room.

Wilhelmina's POV

I really wanted to know what y/n had planned. She didn't strike me as overly romantic, but I could see she was trying.

We walked past the signed wall again, and something caught my eye.

"Let's gooooo," she said, pulling me away from the wall.

I looked over her perfect handwriting and read what she had written before she had put "justice for ARTPOP".

Dear Wilhelmina,

I'm not sure if I'll end up showing you this, but if I do, I want you to know that I've never been in a relationship before, so this is a little scary for me and I don't wanna mess it up, because I think you're the most gorgeous girl in the world and I'm not sure if you've been told that before but I really do mean it. You remind me of a fireplace in winter, or a glass of ice cold lemonade in summer, or the first leaf to fall in autumn, or the first flower to bloom in spring. And I really, really like you and I know I'm an idiot, but I hope that maybe, despite my idiocy, you like me back,

-y/n <3

"When did you write that?" I asked, turning to face her.

"Before 'Justice for ARTPOP', but I thought it sounded dumb so I didn't show you it," she looked down.

I put my finger under her chin and lifted it so she was looking at me.

"Y/n, that was beautiful," I whispered, kissing her softly.

"Really?"

"Yes," I smiled and dragged her to what I had written.

"I forgive you for spilling my coffee," she giggled after reading it.

"You do?"

"Yeah, you're too cute to be angry with,"

We sat on the beach for a while and then went back to the room.

"You'll want something warm but not hot," she smiled, watching me decide what to wear.

"If you tell me what we're doing, I could pick the right thing,"

She stood up and walked towards the wardrobe, pulling on an ankle-length purple floral dress, with full cuffed flowy sleeves and purple slip on shoes to go with it all.

"That's the right thing," she smiled, handing me the outfit.

"OK then,"