Ruining Us

Chapter 17: Home

.:Recap:.

I 'awwwed' at him and kissed him, and he took this opportunity to grab the phone back. We sat in silence for a minute before I was caught on my unawares as he kissed my cheek and then my lips, and blushed, although I didn't know why. Then he softly took my face in his hands, whispered "I love you" and kissed me before I got a chance to reply.

His soft lips moved gently against mine, delicious, addictive. I slid my fingers through his hair and sat upright to kiss him back as he wrapped his arms around my waist and dominated easily, letting out a small moan as I bit his bottom lip. We remained just kissing though until we finally broke apart and he rested his forehead against mine.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too," I replied, glad our holiday had come to such a fantastic close.

.:Story Start:.

The next morning was really just a frantic rush. Packing clothes, leaving toothpaste in the bathroom, random books left in the garden...the average 'oh my god we're late and we need to be at the airport soon but we've left half our suitcase behind' morning.

There was also a bit of teasing on Spencer's part and a bit of punching on Eddie's part but there was no harm done. Spencer didn't really care that his brother was gay, and Eddie didn't really care that Spencer was teasing him for it. Danny was just too embarrassed to say anything which I found really cute.

But there was no time to get distracted as we tripped past each other on the stairs and misplaced things in obvious places in our rush to get out. Finally though we were all packed - wearing jeans, depressingly - and ready to go. I walked hand in hand with Spencer and I smiled as I saw Danny shyly but boldly take Eddie's hand.

We walked to the train station and I stared out at the beach, sad to go. I didn't know when I'd be back here and I knew I would miss this place. I sighed and rested my head on Spencer's shoulder, staring at the sea, and he kissed the top of my head.

The train came before long and I stared out of the window mournfully at the sea as the village disappeared behind us. We followed the coast all the way round to Barcelona airport and grabbed our cases before entering the familiar airport. The airport was long and boring as ever and I stared at planes coming and going, not really thinking or watching, just in a little world of my own.

Spencer broke me out of my reverie as the plane came and I sighed, following them to the passport checking place. When the lady let us through, we walked through the tunnel and onto the plane. I sat next to Spencer and Mr Richmond again, briefly remembering our last plane journey.

I actually slept for most of it this time. I was kind of tired after not much sleep so the plane helped me catch up. When we were back at Stansted, I remembered what had happened last time. When Spencer got me the muffin, and I put my hand in his pocket to get my purse.

I slipped my hand in his pocket now with a sly smile. He looked at me weirdly for a minute before something clicked and he rolled his eyes, pecking me on the lips. The queue to get out took an age but finally we were getting our cases and the chilly London air hit us.

Grimacing, I shivered, used to the 30-something degree heat of Spain. Spencer put an arm round me for warmth as we navigated our way round the car park, Mr Richmond muttering about not writing down where he'd left the car which made us all roll our eyes and sigh.

We found it eventually - after a lot of searching - and soon we were on our way home. I stared out of the window as the scenery flashed past, mostly silent unlike the rest of the car. I recognized the outskirts of town and smiled; we were almost home. I'd get to see my sister and parents again.