Take My Hand...|Rye Beaumont

Twenty-Three|My Own Little Angel

Alexis' POV

I woke up to only the noise of us still on the road, and the movement of us in the van as we wobbled side to side - driving up slopes and around roundabouts, left or right at a junction and slowly as we went through tight twisted roads that barely a single car could actually fit on but somehow we managed it.

Everyone around me was silent.
I was wondering how long I'd been asleep for therefore I straight away went to check for my phone. After trying to find it for a minute or so before realising it was on charge on the floor, I opened it up, looking at the time displayed on the screen.
It showed 11:27pm, meaning we had been driving for over an hour now. I looked around me, seeing the outline of each boy sleeping.

"You okay?" I heard Rye whisper as he stretched his arms out, a big yawn appearing on his face.
"Yeah, did I wake you?" I asked quietly as the others were all still fast asleep, the lightest snores coming from various members.
"No you didn't." He assured me with a smile, before snuggling up into the soft blankets that covered him.
I smiled back before doing the same, getting comfier as they wrapped around me.

Everyone was awake or had just about woken up by the time we pulled down the small gravely countryside-type road, the van going all over the place as we drove down, awaiting our destination.

I watched each boy looking out the window as we slowly came up to our home for the next couple days.

"Is that it?" Brooklyn asked with hope, pointing towards the big lodge that we were about to drive up to.
I nodded with a grin, seeing how spectacular it looked with all the glistening fairy lights hung around it.
"It looks so cool." Mikey stated as he hopped out the van first, making his way to the back, taking Darren's lead as we all followed behind him, one by one getting out the vehicle and looking up to cast our eyes on the beautiful wooden log cabin.

Everyone grabbed their bags - or in my case, suitcase - thanked Darren, then headed up to the reception building only a few minute walk away.

After signing in and receiving the key, we ventured back outside and over to our place.
It was coming up to 12:30am, meaning it was extremely dark however nothing a few street lamps, fairy lights and phone torches couldn't handle.

"Here we go." I said with anticipation while the boys trailed closely behind me as I wandered up the couple steps, leading onto our decking before we reached the door.
I put in the key, twisted it and opened up the door, revealing a cute cosy entrance to the living space and open-plan kitchen.
"This looks amazing, thank you," Rye explained, placing his bag on the floor before pulling me into a side hug, kissing my cheek lightly as our eyes continued to search the room.
I smiled as I looked up at him, being unable to resist I quickly pulled him close and pecked his lips. He smiled even bigger afterwards, he is so cute.

Once we had scoped out the place a little more, we decided it was time to assign rooms.
Rye and I took the main master bedroom, while Andy and Mikey shared a twin-bed room along with Jack and Brooklyn sharing a pretty standard double one.
We took all our stuff into our rooms and chose to get changed into our pyjamas - well I did at least, seeing as the boys pyjamas mostly consisted of boxers and nothing else.
I put my Pink Victoria Secret pj's on as Rye sat down on the bed, scrolling through social media.

"You're really cute y'know." Rye commented, I turned around to see him laying down on his stomach, admiring me from across the room.
"You're cute too, sometimes." I replied with a shrug, causing him to giggle, making me join in.
"Come here." Rye said in a sad tone, sticking out his bottom lip making him look EVEN CUTER! I genuinely can't deal with this man.
I put down my little tub of face cream so I could go and join Ryan on the bed. He was now laying flat on his back, his arms spread out giving me a perfectly good excuse to be snuggled up in his grasp.