You Are My Dream

10

(Justin's POV)

I woke up with Olivia against my chest and I smiled.

I checked my phone and it was only 9:30. Then, I looked to see what flight time we should leave and figured the 1:15 flight was a good enough time.

I bought all five of our plane tickets and looked down at Olivia who had just opened her eyes.

"Good morning, gorgeous."

She smiled and replied, "Good morning, Justin."

"Did you sleep good?"

"Yes, I don't think I've ever slept better. Do you know what time out flight is?"

"Yeah, I just checked it's at 1:15."

"That's perfect. I have to call Alyson and Corrine, and then I need to pack."

"Did you pack for Florida weather?" "Justin, I live in L.A. I always have warm weather clothes."

"I know, I know I was just making sure."

She kissed me on the cheek before getting up and going to the bathroom. I was so excited for this trip.

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(Olivia's POV) 

There was a knock on the door, I opened it and it was Corrine.

"Hey!"

"Hi, somebody's in a good mood this morning. How'd the date go?"

"Amazing. He kissed me!"

"Awww! Yay! I'm so happy for you!"

"Thanks! So our flight leaves at 1:15. You two gonna be ready?"

"Yeah, I'm already packed."

"Okay, cool. Alyson's going too."

"Really? That's cool."

"Yeah, she was jealous. She wants a famous boyfriend and I have a perfect person in my mind. Hopefully he's single and Justin can help her out."

"Who?"

"Harry."

"Wow, yeah, that might be hard but we can try."

I felt Justin behind me and he wrapped his arms around my waist and put his chin on my shoulder.

"So what are you two talking about over here?"

"Well, we were just saying that Alyson needs a guy too so she doesn't feel left out and we have a perfect person in my mind. You think you could help?"

"I can certainly try. Who are you thinking of?"

"Harry Styles."

"Oh, yeah! He's single. I can get him to come, don't worry."

"Thanks, baby." I kissed him on the cheek.

Corrine gave me a "ooooh" look.

"Alright, I'm gonna call Alyson."

The phone rang a couple of times then she answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey!"

"Wow, you're hype this morning."

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be? We're going to Miami girl!"

"I know! When do you want me to meet you guys?"

"Well, our flight leaves at 1:15 so anytime you want before that really."

"Alright! Well I gotta pack still and get up and going but ill text you when I'm leaving."

"Okay, that works. Do you wanna meet at the airport so you can put your car in a lot so it won't just be sitting down here?"

"I was actually gonna have my brother drop me off so I won't have to worry about it."

"Okay, well come down here then. We're on floor 10 room 1012."

"Alright see you soon!"

"Bye girl!"

I walked back over to Justin and Corrine.

"She's meeting us here before we leave."

"Alright, well let me go tell Jay and finish packing and we'll come back when Alyson gets here and then we can all get a cab to the airport."

"Cool with me." I said.

Corrine went back to her room and I walked over to where Justin was packing up his stuff and I hugged him from behind.

My head laid against his bare back and he turned around so he could hug me.

"I love your tattoos." I said and traced around a few of his tattoos with my finger.

"Thank you." He smiled and kissed my forehead, "so are you excited as I am for this trip?"

"Of course. I get to spend it with two of my best friends and you."

"And Harry Styles."

"Yes, but to be honest I like you more."

"I would hope so, Olivia. He's pretty cool to hang out with. We're all going to have so much fun. Have you ever met him?"

"No I haven't actually. But it's pretty cool that I am now."

We stood there in silence for a minute, until Justin broke it.

"I picked out a really romantic resort on the beach. Me and you get our own room, Corrine and Jay, and whatever Alyson and Harry want to do. We'll figure that out when he gets there. But I have a surprise for you planned."

"Really? Well, knowing you it's probably pretty amazing. I'm excited to see it."

"I'm excited for you to see it, baby." Justin smiled.