Alana's POV
I love how he says my name.
And how he reserved such a special place in my heart.
Where I felt more for him than I did for others.
Many might say its too soon but what do they know? It's my heart.
"How about we take a vacation. . ." I suggest to Aiden as we sit eating cereal together and he raises an eyebrow.
"A vacation?" He repeats and I nod.
"Okay... but when?"
"Today?" I squeak out and he drops the spoon.
"What?"
"Today. . . or maybe in the night or maybe-"
"Next week."
"No!" I yell and he looks at me quizzically. "I mean, we all need a break, right? Look at all that went down. It'll be great to just take some time off."
"But... where?"
"How about. . . London!"
"London?" He repeats leaning back and crossing his arms at me.
"Yea. Its amazing, and we have so much in common. They speak our language, . . . they. . . eat. . . and uh... take showers! See ?!" I force a grin and he stares at me amused.
"Uh. . . huh. ."