Runaway affair

My Girl

My Girl- The Temptations

No One POV:

"You got everything?" She looked over to his overflowing suitcase. A smile broke out on her face upon seeing it.

"I think I packed a little too much" she chuckled at his words. Elizabeth placed the neatly folded pile of shirts in the empty side of the case.

The actress always made sure everything was pristine and neat, that was just how she lived her life. Now, she definitely wasn't a control freak, more like an organized person.

Plus, she traveled with her job, it was in her nature to have her clothes and items in her bags for when she would get to her destination.

"Blue or green?" Ford held up two different pairs of swim trunks. The blue ones, just a solid color, nothing too fancy for them. On the other hand, the green pair had outlines of palm trees patterned onto the clothing.

Lizzie thought for a moment, placing a closed fist to her chin, almost like she was trying to decide. "Why not both? You're definitely gonna need more than one bathing suit for this trip" she decided.

The soccer star nodded, knowing she was right. She giggled as he threw on an oversized straw hat, goofily dancing around her.

She left him to finish up his packing as she went out to the kitchen, cleaning up the remaining dishes from their breakfast earlier that morning.

Ford woke up early, knowing their flight was set for take off in the evening. He wanted to give the both of them time to pack and collect some of their things for the trip that they finally planned over the course of the last month.

He realized how much he needed a vacation, away from everything and everyone. Well, everyone except Lizzie of course.

Lizzie finished placing the last two plates in the dishwasher when the phone rang. "Good morning, mom!" She greeted her mother, enthusiastically.

"Hi sweetheart! Just wanted to check in and see how the packing was going, I know your flight takes off later" Jarnette replied, on the other end.

The green eyed woman smiled, jumping up to sit on the counter as she spoke. "It's going good! Ford's packing up the last of his stuff, you should see it, the whole thing is filled to the top, I'm not sure how he's going to get it closed" the actress and her mother laughed in unison.

Just then, he walked in the kitchen, shaking his head in disbelief at his girlfriend giving away his secrets. Her eyes lit up once she saw his tall, broad figure.

Ford placed a chaste kiss on the crown of her forehead before moving to wash the pan littered in bacon grease. 

"That's good to hear. I hope you both have a wonderful time and don't forget to call your father, you know he's like a walking book of knowledge, I'm sure he'd be happy to give you his favorite places since he's been there". Lizzie and her mom continued talking for a few minutes more before saying their goodbyes.

She then looked up, watching with gentle eyes as Ford scrubbed at the pan. "I don't know why this stuff won't come off" Lizzie burst into laughter at his struggles. His arm was littered in soap suds all the way up to his elbows.

"Oh you think this is funny?" He tilted his head, silencing the actress. The look in his eyes made hers widen, knowing it a little too well.

"Baby, no!" She shrieked, attempting to jump from the counter and run to the safety of the bedroom. But before she could move from her position, his wet hands, soaked from the warm water, wrapped around her figure.