Nothing is ever impossible (Olly Murs and One Direction)

12. Going Home

The beginning of this is sexual, if you are under thirteen, skip the end of Rosie's 1st POV, and go to Olly's.

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Rosie’s POV

Olly rolled over, gently stirring, it was 5am and we had to be at the airport for 7am.

“Mmm, that’s a nice view to wake up to.” Olly said opening eyes looking at me, looking at him, “Morning angel, how are you?”

“Fine thank you, how about you baby?” I asked him

“Sleepy, how long have you been awake?”

“About twenty minutes, not long, I’ve been lying here looking at you, your such a funny sleeper Murs.”

“Aha, is that so, how come?” he asked me.

“You either sleep catching flies, or with your face all scrunched up, it’s so cute.” I giggled.

“So are you.” Olly winked bringing me in for a cuddle. “What’s the time?” he asked me.

“About quarter past 5 babe.” I replied.

“Oh shit yeah, I forgot that we’re supposed to be going back to England today, we best be getting up.” He said sitting up in bed.

“Nah, we’re alright for a bit Olls, just five more minutes, I like this.” I told him, leaning my head on his chest, looking up at his big blue eyes. He smiled at me, that gorgeous smile that could break a thousand hearts, his dimples in just the right place. I leaned up and gently kissed his soft lips, Olly joined me, our lips moving together, he sat up and placed one hand on my cheek and the other in the crook of my lower back, the kiss deepened, his tongue eagerly asking for entry; so I let it, our tongues danced, and I moved my hands to behind his neck, he picked me up and laid me down on the bed, he looked down at me.

“Your beautiful.” He said, and started to place small wet kisses down my neck, shoulders, breasts, tummy, and stopped at my waistline, he looked up at me and winked, he started moving further down my body, then back up again, he found my weak spot on my neck and sucked at it, I let out a small groan, he chuckled, he came back up and he kissed my lips again, he put a leg either side of my body and gently laid on top of me… was this something that we should have been doing at half past five in the morning… well we were on holiday after all.

Olly’s POV

I lay there with Rosie in my arms, I was twirling a piece of her hair between my fingers, and it was about 6am so we had to get a move on.

“Right, com on then Olly.” Rosie said as she got up and out of bed, “we gotta get a move on, we need to be at the airport in forty five minutes.” She picked up the suitcase from the floor and began to pack all of our stuff, “what are you wearing to travel in?” she asked me.

“Erm, my joggers, hoodie and those trainers over by the door.” She went over and picked up the shoes and put them next to the case along with my hoodie and joggers. “Cheers babe.” I said getting dressed, “Don’t worry about packing you get dressed I’ll do that.” I offered

“Thanks.” She picked up her stuff and went into the bathroom; I literally just got everything out of the wardrobe and shoved it in the suitcase.

“Where’s my hand luggage bag Ro?” I shouted to the bathroom.

“Should be by the chair.”

“Got it thanks,” I told her; I packed everything else in there. Rosie came out the bathroom, in her Jack Wills joggers and my hoodie, she slipped on her converse and helped me pack.