Dear Diary

t w e n t y - f i v e

I stand on the deck of the big cruise ship, a smile on my face. We really needed a break, so we all came here as vacation.

"This is a really nice boat," Louis compliments from beside me. We get the whole boat to ourselves, which is really exciting.

"It is," Liam agrees. "Let's just hope it stays that way when we get back." He sends a look at Louis, who just smiles a cheeky grin.

"How long are we on here again?" Harry asks, the wind tousling his already messy hair.

"Two weeks," I answer. It's going to be the best two weeks of my life, no doubt. I love spending time with the lads, and having my family here is a bonus.

"How about we check out the rest of the boat?" Zayn suggests. "It doesn't leave for another hour; we've got some time to kill."

We all agree and, leaving our luggage on the deck, descend to the lower levels of the ship. I caught a glimpse of it before, while climbing to the top to see the view, but I haven't actually looked around thoroughly.

The ship is big, with about five levels, one of which was filled with bedrooms. We explore a buffet, a video game room, a recording studio, a relaxing room; so many rooms, I've already lost count.

Soon, our families arrive. We hug, catch up on things; you know, the norm.

When the ship starts pulling away from the deck, I grab my luggage and haul it down to my room, number 13. The rooms are fairly big as well.

I pack everything away before heading upstairs again, to the buffet. It's nearly dinner, so I might as well start eating now.

There's just about any kind of food you could imagine here, which is absolutely amazing!

When I'm getting started on my seconds, the lads and our families enter as well.

We all eat until we feel like we're about to explode, and then we head to bed. I sleep soundly, the gentle rocking of the boat lulling me to sleep.

The days pass by quickly, and before I know it, the two weeks is almost over. It's the last day on board before the boat docks, and we're trying to think of something to do.

"I know," Louis says mischievously.

We all groan. Louis never has the best ideas, and they all result in us getting in trouble.

"No, this one is good," Louis assures us. "How about we go swimming?"

"Yeah, sounds great," Harry answers. "It's not like we've already gone swimming ten-thousand-billion times already." He rolls his eyes, and we laugh.

"You didn't let me finish," Louis says. "We'll go swimming in the ocean."

I frown, glancing over the railing that separates us from the big drop. "You mean that ocean?"

Louis nods excitedly. "Yeah!"

"Lou, that's, like, a five foot drop from here," Zayn points out.

"It's not that far down," Louis says. "Besides, the water will cushion our fall."

Um, no it won't, I think, but I don't want to ruin Louis's good mood, not now, so I don't say anything.

"Please, guys?" Louis begs, giving us puppy eyes. "It's our last day here, we have to do something special."

The lads all agree and then turn to me. I have a disbelieving look on my face.