As soon as they opened the door to the hotel suite everyone was absolutely breath-taken. Even the five teenagers that had been quaking after the hint that their teachers had gotten back together.

The main entrance was huge. At least a twenty foot modern looking reception room filled the space. There was a dining table, a large coffee table with three black sofas surrounding it with the huge windows overlooking the city of Rome adjacent. The floor was crystal white, contrasting with the sci-fi-esc grey walls. There was a kitchen on one end, with five separate doors leading to different rooms.
"Oh my god can I just live here forever?" Said Martin, dropping his guitar case on one of the sofas as he walked up to the window and ran his fingers up through his hair, looking out at the view of the city.
As the bands separated into two different bedrooms, Zoë walked up to the window beside Martin.
"You made a bold move, Zoë." He told her, raising an eyebrow and looking over at her.
"I just had a little assumption." She told him, smiling before she took hold of his collar,
"So.. who's the lucky girl?" She flirted as Martin took hold of her hips and leaned in closer to her.
"Oh my god it's you!" Called Ollie from the threshold of one of the rooms.
"Ollie!" Yelled Martin, "Every single time!"
"Congratulations! Whoop whoop!" Ollie called out as the rest of them proceeded to walk back into the main room.
Martin looked back at Zoe and laughed before sitting down on the sofa.
"So.. you five, what are you gonna do for the next couple hours?" He asked, crossing his legs up on the table.
"Well Natasha's manager wants us back for a rehearsal, but you two can stay here." Said Ollie.
"You guys be back before six." Said Martin, lying his head back on the sofa as Zoe sat down beside him and rested her head on his stomach.
"Will do." Ollie replied as they proceeded to walk out the door.
"Oh- Ryan?" Called Zoe, just as he was about to leave.
Ryan poked his head back through the door, "Yeah?"
"C'm'ere." She told him, sitting up and taking a piece of paper out of her pocket. He walked cautiously towards her.
"I went to the hospital yesterday.. and I thought you deserved to know.." She showed him an image of her ultrasound.
Ryan put his hand up to his mouth, "I-is this real?" He asked,
"Of course it is." She replied, smiling at him as he stood still in shock.
"Happy Birthday, Ryan. Go and have a blast." Said Martin, patting his shoulder before smiling back at Zoe.
As the main door closed and they were left alone, Zoë leant her head against Martin's shoulder.
"I don't think I want to go to America anymore." She told him,
"Why not?" He asked her, wrapping one arm around her neck.
"Do I want to bring up a child on my own, in a new place with no help? Or do I want to bring up a child where I was brought up, with friends and.. you?" She asked, looking into Martin's eyes.
"Whatever you choose, I'll be there for you." He told her, "I promise you."
Zoe smiled at him before quickly kissing him on the cheek, taking two books from the coffee table, handing one to Martin and keeping one to herself.
"Now lets keep things strictly professional between us." She said, "we're on a school trip."She laughed while resting her head on his stomach and opening up the first page of her book.
"We're just good friends." Laughed Martin, grabbing his reading glasses out of his jacket pocket,
"You wear glasses?" Asked Zoë, looking up at him.
"My eyes defy my good looks." He replied, pushing the spectacles up on his nose, opening up his book but looking down at Zoe,
"Good looks?" Chuckled Zoë.
"Piss off." He laughed,
"I can't say anything. I wear contacts." She laughed, Martin smiled at her, wondering how it just took a couple minutes of conversation to fall completely in love with her again.

Ryan ran back outside the door after the rest of the band, making them look to him.
"What did she say?" Asked Jemma,
"Good news." He laughed, smiling so much, "very very good news."
"What?" Asked Lucy, who hadn't spoken to Ryan since his last episode where he hit Zoe.
"Well.. have you guys noticed that Miss Flynn has been wearing only baggy clothing lately? And that's she's not drinking alcohol?"
Jemma, Cloda and Lucy's mouths all dropped in unison as they looked at each other.
"Ryan-" Ollie began,
"She took an ultra sound yesterday." Ryan told him, smiling,
"Why'd she tell you?" Asked Cloda,
"'Cause I'm her favourite, duh!" He laughed as Ollie patted his shoulder. Ryan noticed Lucy looking up to him with big beautiful brown eyes, he smiled at her, wanting nothing but her forgiveness, and she smiled back, willing to try.

Four hours past by and the band hadn't returned back to the hotel, Zoë and Martin were still reading their books while lying on the sofa together.
"Zoe, what time is it?" Asked Martin, putting his book face down on his chest.
"Quarter to seven." Said Zoe, picking up her phone.
"Shit.. they said they'd be back by six." he sighed, picking up his phone and dialling Ollie's number, who happened to been in one of his most recent calls, but it was Cloda who answered.
"Hey, sir." She replied.
"Hey Cloda- what's going on?" He asked,
"We had a bit of a hold up.. but we are literally walking up the stairs now."
"Okay.. see ya." He replied, putting down his phone and lifting up his book again.
"Book any good?" Asked Zoë,
"Biggest pile of erotica I've ever read. What about yours?"
"Complete and utter shit." She told him, closing the book and putting it back onto the table as they heard the door open.
"Hey guys." Shouted Martin, still lying sleepily on the couch with Zoe using his chest as a cushion, feeling perfect as he avoided the whole 'poor' situation.