Chapter 1

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Niki POV

"Lipstick, check. Mascara, check. Jackets, check. Phone, ch-. Wait, where's my phone?" I run/walk out of my room to search for my lost phone. There is no way I am leaving without it. I see Anthony sitting casually on th couch, scrolling through my phone. I walk over and snatch it from him. "Well I see someone figured out my passcode!" I say before jumping next to him on the couch. "Well making it my birthday didn't make it very hard to hack into it." he says before pulling me in close. I let out a small giggle. "Why aren't you packing!" I say smiling. "Because I don't need to. Your all I need!". "Cheeky little boy." I peck his lips before getting up and throwing his suitcase at him, causing him to let out a small shriek. "We have to leave for the airport in 2 hours baby! Come on, let's get-a-packin!". He laughs at my cheesy joke then gets up to pack his stuff. I am full of excitment! I cannot wait to go to London with my love. He said we needed a break from, and I quote, this shit that we call life. But, I couldn't agree more.

I shuffle everything i'm bringing quickly into the car while Anthony drags his suitcasee slowly across our front steps. Waking up at 4am wasn't the highlight of his day so far. He was very sluggish at this time of morning. I snatched his suitcase and threw it in the back of the taxi. "Babe come on! We can't lag any longer!". He looks at me and gets up, rubbing his eyes. "How can you be so full of energy so early in the morning?!" he says while yawning. "It's called coffee," I say smiling, "you should try it sometime!". He slaps my shoulder and runs to the taxi, slamming the door as he gets in. I jog around to the other side. "TO THE AIRPORT!" I scream, causing the half asleep cab driver to jump.

"Okay, 1 hour until our flight leaves. We've checked in, put our bags on that roatating thing, and gone through security. What do you want to do now?" I say quickly. Anthony, despite me forcing him to have 2 cups of coffee, was about to pass out. "I take it you want to sit down?". He nodds sleepily. "Ok come on sleeping beauty." he gives me a 'really' look before walking over to the seating area near our terminal. We snuggle up next to each other, watching the planes take off and land. It was very peacefull until my phone buzzed loudly in my pocket, causing both of us to jump. It was my best friend Caitlyn,

Hey! Just wanted to say goodbye before your flight took off! I'll miss you two love birds! xoxo.

I smiled at her text and put my phone back in my pocket.

After 30 minutes of relaxing, we heard the loud speaker call for check-in for our plane. We grabbed our carry on's and ran over there, hand in hand. We nearly threw our tickets at the lady at the desk and got onboard. We sat next to each other and put a bag on the 3rd seat so no one could sit there. "This is going to be so fun!" I say quietly, squezzing Anthony's hand. "I know babe!". I am not very fond of planes so I rustle through my carry on to try and find the sleeping pills I brought. "Shit" I say rather loudly. "What;s wrong babe?" Anthony says concerned. "I put my sleeping pills in my luggage! God, if I freak out you're going to have to keep me sane!" I say as Anthony pulls me in close. "That won't be a problem." he says slowly, sending chills down my spine.

After the boring saftey precautions lecture, we were off! High above the clouds, soaring to the place of my dreams. I have wanted to go to London ever since I was about 14. Now, being 18, I could finally go! My parents moved to Florida when I was 10, leaving me with my careless Aunt Mindy. They moved when my baby brother was born and always claimed they loved him more than me. Aunt Mindy was very abusive when she was drunk and really didn't give a shit where I was half of the time. Ever since I turned 18, I have lived with Anthony because I am considered a legal adult now. I be I could have left at the age of 16 and my aunt wouldn't even notice. When I met Anthony, it was like a safe haven because I could always go to him and depend on him. He would be there for me when no one else was. He's the idiot that I fell in love with in 5th grade. And I've loved him ever since.

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