Oneshots- Joe and Dianne 💜❤️

Marbella trip p1 : Wow.

A/N- I think this is going to be a 2parter but not 100% yet. Also thanks so so much for 10K reads! All votes and comments are super appreciated 💚

Dianne's POV:
It's time like this that I'm glad to be a "morning person" because if I wasn't, these early morning train rides would be the end of me. 8am and on the first train of the day, journeying towards the next venue: Amy and Ben sit opposite me, hands interlocked under the table where they think we can't see. As much as they fight like they've been married 50years already, they really have the most genuine, beautiful relationship... so in love.
Smiling to myself, I glance away from them, spying Chloe and Leanne asleep on Pasquale's shoulders as he scrolls through his phone, not daring to move for fear of waking the girls. Patrice is sitting behind me on the phone to his husband, muttering away, oblivious to the outside world. Opening my laptop, my favourite Winnie the Pooh quote fills my screen, bringing my thoughts back to Joseph.
My Joseph.

We've been apart for a few days and maybe I wasn't joking when I said I had separation anxiety...one more show and then I'm back home with him for two days before hitting the road again. We are well overdue both a date night and a dance lesson so I'm taking advantage of the four hour train ride ahead of me; I begin searching for something to plan for our downtime. Sticking my earphones in my ears, I zone out from my surroundings and focus on the task at hand: our date.

Flicking through random menus from various date spots in London, nothing catches my eye. We could always go back to our favourite places, the places where we are comfortable with...but that's kind of boring. We've been apart so long that I was hoping for something exciting?
Something new?
Stupid ads keep flashing across my screen: clothes, apps and holidays.
WAIT?
A HOLIDAY!
A mini break would be sooo good! Italy? Nah. Oh my god PARIS! Everything will be booked out.
How about Spain? I've not been to Spain in ages!
A few internet searches later, I've managed to book our flights and find a cute little hotel which looks pretty quiet,near the beach and has a spa!
Perfect!
I'm drawn from my thoughts by someone waving in front of me. "Hey Di! You in there? You look miles away! Any plans for our days off? Ben and I are finally sorting our wedding planning!" Amy gushes, leaning into Ben subconsciously as she talks, excitement clearly expressed in her face. I can only dream about how ill feel when I get to plan my own wedding...to Joseph? Who knows? For know I'm just so happy for them and to be involved as a bridesmaid? I can't WAIT!
Snapping back to reality, I stare at my laptop, checking over my booking confirmation, I smile. "I'm taking Jospeh to Malaga tomorrow but he doesn't know that yet. We leave at 7am!" I giggle, excited for his reaction. "Di!! You kept that one quiet! As of when?" Amy gasps , sifting upright in her a seat, fully invested in my story. "I booked it about five minutes ago...I was looking for date plans and I got distracted. We both deserve a little mini- break- it's only a day and a half but I'm hoping he will love it! I'm kind of excited now, I just need to find my passport!" I grin, mentally preparing a checklist. One question plays on my mind...should I tell him or keep it a surprise?
Surprise.
Definitely surprise.
"Dianne Buswell, you look like the cat who got the cream. You're so proud of yourself aren't you?" Ben quips. Leaning back into my seat, I smile back at him, "yes. Yes I am. I've got the most supportive, amazing boyfriend and he deserves this break. We both do."

Joe's POV:

7.16am: *new text from Di❤️* "morning Jospeh! Heading to train 1 of the day. Can't wait to be home tonight. Think my train is at 11pm x"
Glancing at the clock beside my bed, 8.56am. If I'm shattered, I can only imagine how knackered Dianne is after dancing and travelling all the time. I'll be glad when she's back home and resting with me again for two days. We are well overdue a little date night but maybe instead of going out, we could cook a nice meal, some fairy lights and candles, a little red wine maybe. I don't know, I'll see how she feels in the morning. As long as I'm spending time with her,I don't really care.

Wow.

I've gone soppy. She'd laugh so hard if she heard me being like this. I'm such a secret romantic. Sending a quick text back, asking what she wanted to do on our time off. I drift off to dreamland again...enjoying the freedom of having my whole bed and the entire blanket to myself before my little tornado comes home again. Two hours later I'm dragged from my restless slumber by the familiar ding of my phone.
*new text from Di ❤️* "Pack a hand-luggage case Joseph Sugg, I've made plans for us 😘"
Plans? What plans? A suitcase? What on Earth has that crazy redhead planned?

"Okay? Are you gonna tell me these plans or do I have to guess?❤️"

*new text from Di❤️* " nope. Surprise. I'm gonna nap, talk later💜"

Later on that very day, I drag my YouTube suitcase out and pack my essentials to begin with- boxers, socks, hairbrush, chargers, camera and a selection of clothing. It's so hard packing when I haven't a clue where we are actually going. Do I pack warm? Cold? A average? I HATE surprises. I love the thought of it but I don't like not knowing. When she opens the front door, I pounce on her, watching her flinch and help..."GOTCHA! Welcome home Reddo, how was tour?" Pulling her close to me, I inhale her familiar scent before placing a firm kiss on her soft lips. After a good catch up and run down of the last few days, we head up to bed. Drifting through our usual nightly routine of changing into pjs, washing our faces, brushing our teeth together and finally crawling into our respective sides of the bed before undoubtably rolling into each other's warmth. My hand find her hair, hers finds my heart. "Can I know your plans for tomorrow now? I still don't know if I've packed correctly." Placing a kiss on my cheek, I can feel her smile against me before holding into me even closer than before.
"Nope. I'll tell you in the airport tomorrow morning. Hey Alexa! Set alarm for 4.30am."
*setting alarm*
"Goodnight Joseph. Love you." She murmurs sleepily. "Goodnight Di. I love you too...despite the fact you won't tell me where we are going." I smirk as her breathing evens out and she falls asleep.

My girlfriend is taking me on a holiday?

Wow.