The next morning, to Y/n's surprise, she woke up before Tom, making her smirk.

"Oh, how I am going to have some fun this morning," she whispered to herself, looking at the currently peacefully sleeping, Thomas Holland.

Y/n had a mischievous grin on her face, as she poked Tom's face, then again, and again, and again.

That is until he started to move, she quickly closed her eyes, and shifted, and heard Tom's soft chuckle, sending chills down her spine.

Tom had woken up, thinking that someone was poking him, only to see Y/n was still asleep, just shifting in her sleep.

He chuckled, and moved a stray hair from her face, admiring the girl he loved.

That's when Y/n did an oopsie.

The slowly opened her eyes, to find Tom looking at her, so she quickly closed it.

"Hi, Love," Tom's currently rough voice said.

Y/n's eyes slowly opened, as she yawned, "Good morning, your majesty."

"I'm not royalty, Y/n," Tom yawned, pulling her to his bare chest, or well, abs, causing Y/n's face to heat up, and made her palms sweaty.

Palms sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy, there's vomit on his sweatshirt already, mom's spagetti.

Due to the three brain cells in Y/n's head, that was the only thing that came to her mind.

"Are you okay Love?" Tom asked, putting a hand on her cheek, "Your face is hot."

Y/n internally facepalmed, Tom could be so smart, but so stupid at the exact same time.

"It's nothing," she said, kissing him.

"I love you," Tom mumbled, pulling Y/n closer to him, "I hope you know that."

"I love you even more," Y/n said, "I hope you know and accept that fact."

"Oh really?" Tom asked, "I brought you on vacation."

"Well, then I'll treat you on vacation," Y/n said triumphantly, "We'll go to Disneyland."

"I'll go anywhere with you," Tom said, with a warm smile.

"Even to the bathroom?" Y/n asked, scrunching up her nose, "Because I don't think you need to do that."

Tom rolled his eyes, placing a kiss on the top of her head, "You're such a dork."

"You just noticed?" Y/n said, "I don't know if you can rule with me if you just noticed."

"Rule what?" Tom asked.

"The meme nation, I'm meme lord, remember?" Y/n asked as if it was avbious.

Tom furrowed his eyebrows, "I thought I was meme lord too..."

"Well, we weren't dating at the time, definitely not married, so, you became Princess Tom," Y/n shrugged.

"Oh- I guess I'll have to change that soon," Tom smirked.

"I hope you do," Y/n grumbled, grabbing her phone, then immediately dropping it, "Kylee and Harrison are engaged now."

"Oh," Tom said calmly, "Haz told me he was going to last week."

"And you didn't bother to tell me?" Y/n asked.

"Haz didn't want you to tell Kylee."

Y/n sighed, he had a point, "They didn't even invite us."

"Love, we're in Greece," Tom said, "Of course they didn't."

Y/n frowned, "Well, we better get ready to go stand on that rock."

After they got ready, the grabbed some brunch, as they had waken up later. Then, they found themselves on top of Areopagus Hill, looking over the city.

It should have been calming, but Y/n was currently clinging onto Tom, as though her life depended on it.

"Y/n, you're not going to fall off of the rock," Tom said.

"Not if I'm holding onto you," Y/n said, her eyes wide, looking at how far she would fall if she fell off of the rock.

"I guess you aren't wrong," Tom sighed, "But, you'll be fine, how am I supposed to help you with your photography if you won't let go of me?"

"I can practice taking selfies," Y/n said, her grip tightening.

Tom frowned, "Please, Love."

"Fine," Y/n said, detaching herself from Tom, and pulled out her phone, "Stand over there."

Tom grinned and did as he was told, posing for the pictures.

"I don't even know why I'm doing this," Y/n said, taking the pictures, "I don't want to supply millions of your fans with the attractive pictures of my boyfriend."

"Darling, they all know I'm dating you," Tom said, "And that I love you the most."

"Which is why most of them hate me," Y/n retorted, "They wanted you and Z to get together, so when I just magically showed up, they got mad."

Tom's smile had a hint of a smirk in it now, "Well, I'm glad you magically appeared."

Y/n rolled her eyes, "Just shut up and let me take my photos."

"Of course," Tom smiled.

They moved spots, and Y/n was just walking, when she lost her balance, a strong arm caught her.

"See, you have nothing to be afraid of," Tom said, helping her regain her balance, "I'll always be here for you."

"Did you get stronger?" Y/n asked, she didn't remember Tom being that strong.

"Er- did yo not notice last night, or this morning?" Tom asked, his face slightly flushed.

"Is that why you went to bed shirtless?" Y/n asked, smirking.

"Maybe," Tom said, "Let's just get back to the photos."

Y/n rolled her eyes, "Okay, next we're going to the Parthenon."

Meanwhile, back in Utah, Dylan was still trying to figure out where they were going to be going the next week.

"Mom, I still need to know what to pack," he said, "I have to be Y/n L/n's handsome brother."

"You already have a girlfriend, why are you trying to impress other girls?" his dad asked.

"I have a reputation now," Dylan said, "Plus, Ivy will see how good I look in all the photos they take."

"Dylan, Ivy's going to be there," his mom said.

"You only decided to tell me this now?" Dylan asked.

"We only found out two days ago," his mom said.

Dylan started pacing the room, "Well, now I have to look good, just for Ivy."

"It is going to be hot," his dad hinted, "And, it's not in the states."

"Also, don't ask Ivy for hints," his mom added, "Her parents won't tell her either."

"Got it," Dylan said, giving them a thumbs up.

He left to his room, with a grin on his face, and immediately called Ivy.

"Hello?" Ivy answered.

"Hi Ivory," Dylan smirked.

"Hi, Dyke," Ivy retorted.

"I heard that I'll be seeing you soon," Dylan said.

"Yes, yes you will," Ivy said, "have your parents told you where we're going yet? My parents told Kylee and Haz last night, but Ky won't tell me."

"It's a secret for a reason, Little Zhang," a voice yelled in the background.

"Shut up Harrison," Ivy yelled, "I'm talking to Dylan!"

Dylan stifled a laugh, "Harrison's over there?"

"Yeah," Ivy sighed, "Him and Kylee won't leave the house, as if they aren't going to be getting married soon, but they're leaving for London next week or something."

*magical setting change, brought to you by how long it took me to write this chapter*

"How do you think they keep these things up for so long?" Y/n asked Tom, as they walked around the outside of the Parthenon.

"By not letting people in?" Tom guessed, "along with telling people not to touch it."

Y/n nodded, "That makes sense," and they carried on.

When they finished looking around, Tom brought her to Ermou, one of the most famous shopping streets in Greece.

They walked down the street, stopping every so often so they could look at the shops.

"They have keychains in there," Y/n said, nodding towards a shop.

She didn't wait for Tom to answer and pulled him into the shop.

"You can get one if you'd like," Tom chuckled, "I'll pay for it."

"No sir," Y/n said, "I'm paying for it myself, thanks for the offer though."

"Y/n, I insist," Tom said, grabbing her wallet from her, and putting it in his pocket.

"Thomas, it looks like you just robbed me," Y/n said, putting her hand out.

"I'm still paying," Tom said, handing her wallet back to her.

Y/n rolled her eyes, "Nope," she said, picking out a keychain.

Tom put a hand out, Y/n sighed and put it in his hand, so he could look at it.

"Excuse me," Tom said to the nearest worker, "Can I buy this?"

"Of course," the worker smiled.

Tom paid, and the two of them left the store.

"I'm not poor anymore," Y/n huffed, as Tom handed her the keychain.

"I know," Tom said, putting an arm around her, "but I did it because I love you."

Y/n rolled her eyes, "I don't want you to spend so much money, on me," she said, "So, that's why I want to pay."

"I have plenty of money, Y/n," Tom said, "Just let me spoil you every once in a while."

"That's basically every time you see me, Tom," Y/n frowned, stopping them on the side of the road, "Close your eyes, and put your hands out."

Tom raised an eyebrow, but did as she said.

Y/n pulled out two Euros from her pocket and put them in Tom's hand, causing him to sigh.

"Y/n, I don't want it," Tom frowned.

"Well, that sucks," she said, stubbornly, "because I'm also treating you to dinner, wether you like it or not."

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was that an earthquake?
or did you rock my world?

see ya later bee bro's
再见