73 Memories

The Fifty-Forth Memory

In case you were wondering why I chose the location I did for their honeymoon, here's a picture. (You'll figure out where they are going in this chapter.) Picture at the top!

Onwards!!

"So, where are we going?"

"On our honeymoon," you replied instantly, grinning.

"I meant where is the honeymoon going to be taking place, doofus."

"You'll have to wait until you see it on the flight board," you smiled smugly and then snickered when I slapped your arm playfully. "Just five more minutes."

I sighed and nodded.

What felt like hours later, an announcement was made. "Flight Thirteen B, to Dublin, Ireland is now boarding."

You stood up from where you were sitting, grinning. "You ready to go?"

I felt my eyes widen. "No."

I could barely breathe.

"Oh, absolutely." You held a hand out and I took it, standing up.

"You're taking me to Ireland?"

"Yeah, but not if we don't make the flight."

We started heading towards where we were supposed to board at, and then while we were waiting in line I grabbed you and turned you towards me, and then before you had time to react, I got on my tiptoes and kissed you.

I pulled away, smiling. "Thank you."

You smiled and bowed slightly. "Anything for you, milady."

When we got on the plane, our seats were towards the front, a bonus. We'd get to get off faster than the people in the back and we wouldn't see the wing through the window.

You let me have the window seat, and then you sat next to the aisle, leaving the middle seat in between us, which, thankfully, stayed empty.

During the flight, they barely had any G- Rated movies, but we found a cartoon one and timed it to where we would be watching them at the same time. We had to restart the movie ten times because I would always press the button a second too late.

Throughout the whole movie, we held hands. I could feel when it started to sweat, but I still didn't let go and neither did you.

It was 1:00 a.m. in America when the plane landed, which meant it was 6:00 a.m. where I was, telling me that I'd either be super tired the first day or sleeping the minute we made it to the hotel.

My vote was sleeping, and apparently, yours was too, because as soon as we made it into our hotel room you dropped the luggage you were holding and jumped into the bed without changing. You motioned for me to lay down with you, but I said, "Let me change first."

You dropped your hands heavily and a tired laugh left my lips. I put on some athletic shorts I found in my bag and put them on before crawling next to you, letting you wrap your arms around me. "I've got plans for when we wake up," you mumbled, and I sighed.

"I love you," I whispered back.

"Love you, too."

And then I was asleep.

Next chapter will be up soon!