Daisy's POV
I had been having fun with Amina and George when I realised that I hadn't seen Hazel for quite a while.
"Has anyone seen Hazel?" I asked.
"No I haven't." Amina responded.
The wind blew her hair around her face, she looked...extraordinary. Wait is Hazel right, do I like Amina. No I hate Amina, she stole my spotlight.
"Do you reckon Alex kissed her?" George asked.
That caused us all to burst out laughing.
"There's no way Alexander would kiss Hazel." I howled, tears of laughter rolling down my cheeks.
"Yep I may have only known him for a few hours but it will definitely be Hazel that makes the first move." Amina chuckled.
Her laughter was very musical, it sounded nice.
"Should we look for them?" George asked.
"Sure, I just need to get something from my cabin first." I responded, I wanted my sun hat, it was rather hot and I was struggling to see because of how bright it was, but of course I do not show weakness.
"Alright, let's go" Amina grinned.
Together, we all walked inside the cabin and bumped into the last person we wanted to see - Mr Wong.
"Ah Miss Wells, Miss El Maghrabi Mr..." Mr Wong started.
"Mukherjee, George Mukherjee at your service Mr Wong." George introduced himself, with an air of importance.
That's why I like George, he can get away with things just by acting all important - which I suppose he is given that his father is a knight.
Mr Wong shook George's hand before asking "Where is my daughter, I assumed she would be with you, she had better not be alone with that boy." Mr Wong asked.
"She felt seasick so she retired to our cabin, we were just going to check in her. We'll let you know how she is feeling later." George lied smoothly.
Mr Wong stared at us before nodding "thank you."
As he walked away, we all breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank goodness for your quick thinking George," Amina whispered so as not to draw the attention of Mr Wong.
I nodded then opened the door to mine and Hazel's cabin. I walked in the stopped dead. Alexander and Hazel were fast asleep, Hazel's head on Alexander's chest and Alexander's arm holding her close.
Silently I began to laugh.
"What is it?" George asked.
I put my finger over my lips then pointed towards Hazel's bed. George looked over then began smirking.
"Awww they look so cute." Amina whispered.
I thought it looked weird.
"Daisy do you have a camera?" George asked.
I nodded then walked over to my trunk in search of my camera. As soon as I found it, I walked over to Hazel's bed and snapped a few photos.
"Careful, you don't want to waste your film," Amina whispered "we are going to museums in a few days."
"This is worth it. It's the best blackmail material ever." I smirked.
Alexander's POV
I opened my eyes and realised that I had fallen asleep. Hazel was still asleep, using my chest as a pillow. I smiled down at her and brushed a bit of hair out of her face. She looked so peaceful. I was surprised that how loudly my heart was beating didn't wake her. I stared at her for a bit longer, taking in her beauty before a cough made me look up.
It was Daisy, George and Amina. Oh shit, George will tease me non stop.
"Are you comfy there Alex?" George asked.
"Yes so bugger of." I retorted, quietly so as not to wake Hazel.
George snickered.
I rolled my eyes then looked at Daisy. She had a rather strange expression on her face. It was as though she was going to kill me however she couldn't quite manage it...was she proud? It was Daisy after all so she is a lot harder to read but then again I don't really pay attention to her.
I glanced down at Hazel, who let out a content sigh before opening her eyes.
"Hey sleepy head." I grinned.
Hazel turned pink however didn't move from where she had curled up into me.
"Hey Alex," she squeaked.
I chuckled slightly before asking "did you sleep well Haz?"
"Best night sleep ever, you make a good pillow." She grinned lazily.
I blushed bright red.
"Watson it appears you have some explaining to do." Daisy announced.
"Oh shit." Hazel whispered - so quietly only I heard her.
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The Nile
FanfictionWhat if there wasn't a murder on the SS Hatshepsut and the detective society had a normal holiday with their friends.