Lollapalooza /Martin Garrix/ -Under Construction-

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   The flight was spent watching Grey's Anatomy after we finished 'The Spectacular Now', cuddling into Martin's side, and hearing the crews embarrassing stories about Martin. After 6 hours of being in the plane, everyone started slowly going to sleep as I rested my head on Martin's lap while he played with my hair until I fell asleep.

"Ella," Martin cooed as I shifted in my sleep. "We're in Ibiza," he whispered sliding his hands on my cheeks, caressing them softly. I opened my eyes to look up at Martin's smiling figure, headphones around his neck. I was still laying on his lap under the soft blanket completely comfortable, and realized we were slightly declining. I nodded happily sitting up seeing his music software open as he was working on his tracks on his laptop.

"Did you not sleep?" I asked shifting my t-shirt, and leggings from my slumber. "Was it because I was sleeping on you? I'm so sorry, I didn't know-."

"No, I did sleep, I just woke up an hour ago, and started working on a track. Don't worry," he smiled closing his laptop. I stood up seeing my brothers still snoring, Julie, Louis, and Daniel laughing in the back of the plane, and Calvin and Henry showing Gary some new lighting effects.

"Should I go wake my brothers up?" I asked about to begin walking towards them when I heard them scream getting a face full of whip cream each from Julie, and Daniel. I giggled from my spot hearing Calvin, and Henry teasing them causing my brothers to run down the aisle after Julie and Daniel before wiping the sticky fluff on them. I giggled at the horrific sight until I made eye contact with Logan who grew an evil look on his face.

"No," I said sternly as they started walking slowly towards me. I sat down immediately on Martin's lap covering my body with the blue blanket feeling my brother's trying to pull it off of me, and Martin's chest vibrating from his laughter. I smiled hearing Logan's voice down the plane meaning it was safe. I looked over my blanket with the coast clear turning to see Martin's face having whip cream all over it.

"The things I do for you," Martin mumbled with playful eyes. I smiled wrapping my arms around the back of his neck connecting our lips tasting the whip cream that was placed there. He wrapped his arm around my waist, the other holding my cheek softly.

"I only kissed you because I was hungry," I teased separating from our kiss seeing Martin's pained reaction. I giggled, but soon jumped in the air a bit at the plane landing on the ground. I heard a low groan from Martin as I had jumped hard on his lap.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry. I didn't know we were so close to landing," I apologized while running my hand through his hair trying to relax him.

"It's okay," he mumbled giving me a small smile, then shutting his eyes again. I continued running my hands through his hair comforting him as the plane slowed down on the runway until it came into a slow stop.

"Let's go," Gary shouted from the front of the plane hearing laughs, and cheers from my brothers. Everyone started moving collecting their things as I felt Martin's lips on my cheek. I grinned standing up putting my things in my bag, and bending down to get my shoes when I felt a palm on my ass.

"Payback," Martin smirked as I rolled my eyes slipping on my Nike's. Once we collected our things we walked down the aisle, and down the plane stairs feeling the sun shine on my face.

"We're in Ibiza," I smiled gripping onto Martin's free hand, and rocking it slowly. He let it go, wrapping his arm around the my lower back guiding me into a large van. Everyone quickly jumped into it with chatter around us, and screams of excitement on the short ride to the Ishuia resort.

"It's 5 in the afternoon, what does everyone want to do? I don't have to perform until 11," Martin questioned getting multiple answers.

"Fancy dinner, fancy dinner," Julie shouted the loudest into the van as I nodded immediately.