Anna & her Alphas

Twenty Four: Holiday Part I

Pic: Adam, age 17.
(Cameron Dallas).

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Anna's POV

I love that photo. I'm freezing cold from swimming, snuggled into Brett who had a frown on his face and Louis is mid protesting he didn't want a picture - I can still remember that average Thursday like it was yesterday.

I miss you.

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"Anna love; come down for dinner!" Steve yells from downstairs.

I stop staring at that photo, sat proudly amongst many others on my dresser.

"We have a surprise for you all," Mum smiles at us as we sit down for supper.

"What is it?" I ask curiously.

"Yeah, tell us!" Logan grins.

"We are going on holiday for spring break," Steve says.

"And, we are going to the Maldives!" Mum reveals to us.

"Oh my god!" I squeal, this has certainly brightened my mood.

"Epic! I can't wait!" Adam says excitedly.

"Are you guys serious?" Brett grins.

"Yes Brett! All of our flights and the hotel we will be staying in is booked! Seven days in the Maldives," Steve replies.

"I can't wait! That's sick!" Louis smirks and claps Brett on his back.

"Sweet," Logan adds.

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"How's the packing going Anna?" Mum walks into my room with clean laundry for me.

"Good, I've packed most of my clothes but I need some more bikinis and swimming costumes I think," I reply.

"That's fine, I was thinking we could go to the mall this afternoon to pick up any bits that we still need."

"Great," I reply.

"Lunch will be ready in a hour," she says, walking out.

I instantly get nervous but I try to breath calmly and settle my nerves.

I'm doing well, slowly but surely.

I really want to go for a run, I wonder if Adam will come with me? It would settle my nerves and burn calories...no; I can't think like that.

I walk out of my bedroom and I go to Adam's room, knocking before entering.

"Hey," Adam looks up from his suitcase that he's packing.

"Hey, can we go for a run before lunch?" I ask him, getting straight to the point.

He sighs and walks over to me, he takes my hand and pulls me over to his bed where we both sit down.

"Anna, you know you can't go running until your doctors say so, not until you've put enough weight back on," he tells me.