Amy's pov
"Are you ready?" Mark asked me as he peeked into the bathroom.
"Almost! I'm so excited." I said jumping up and down.
"You're gonna poke your eye out if you keep jumping as your putting eyeliner on."
"Better then getting hit in the eye with a pickle." I giggled.
"At least the pickle smells better than the eyeliner."
"Oh yes, smelling like garlic and onions smells way better." I rolled my eyes.
He stuck his tongue out at me and walked away, causing me to laugh.
After I finished getting ready, I grabbed my purse from the bed making sure everything is in it.
"I do need to stop at a gas station." Mark said walking into the room looking down at the phone in his hand.
"What for?"
"Snackages." He looked up at me smiling.
"Fine but you are buying coffee since you're gonna make us late. You were to go get that stuff last night."
"Deal."
We finished up packing our last minute things then loaded up the car.
"Are you going to be okay missing Henry for a whole week?" Mark asked wrapping his arms around me.
"I want pictures and videos everyday."
"She said that she will." He laughed.
"I'm holding her to it."
He kissed my cheek, making my heart stop.
"We needed to be on the road 25 minutes ago." He said.
"Yeah, our asses are late."
He opened the car door for me, making sure that I got in okay. Then he got into the driver's seat.
"Are you sure we can't wait to get snacks until we get there? I'm sure there is a store close by the hotel." I asked him as he stopped at a red light.
"We should be fine, once we get onto the highway we will be flying and I can make up time. Plus, don't you want that coffee?" He smirked.
"Ugh. Damn my coffee addiction."
"Gas station it is, I will go to the room before we get onto the highway, that way in case we have to use the bathroom we can there."
"Fine."
I knew that I lost this battle. I just hope that we are not too late.
After about two hours of driving, we made it to the gas station.
"Yay! Coffee." I said as he parked.
"I knew that coffee works wonders on you." He laughed.
"Duh." I stuck my tongue out at him.
We got out of the car then headed into the gas station. The smell of burnt coffee and fresh donuts hit us as soon as the door opened.
"Coffee." I said heading to the coffee station.
I felt Mark wrapping his arms around me.
"Would you like coffee as well?" I asked giggling.
"Maybe, maybe not." He kissed my cheek.
"Well if you do you're gonna have to make it yourself."
"Or, I will just take yours."
"No!" I whined laughing.
