Catch That Plane! (Union J/ George Shelley/ JJ Hamblet Fan- Fic) Complete!

My Daddy... My Torturer

Sidney's POV

After the show last night JJ and I went back to his room and watched The Notebook then we both fell asleep in each other arms. It was a perfect night!

I woke up in the morning to see my gorgeous boyfriend already awake and looking sweetly towards me,

"Hey handsome!" I smile up at him.

"Morning gorgeous! Wanna go out for breakfast?" JJ asks.

JJ and I both had a strong love for food... I nod eagerly and jump out of bed. I run into the bathroom to start getting ready I apply foundation, mascara and blush quickly then throw my strait hair up into a high ponytail. I add a cute bow head band and before long I love the way I look! I walk out of the bathroom to let JJ brush his teeth and suck while i get dressed. I walk to the wardrobe and found some cloths I had previously brought there... I actually had most of my cloths here! I pick out white short shorts, a purple tank top and a blue and purple plaid shirt that stays unbuttoned. I quickly change and not a heartbeat after I'm clothed again JJ walks out of the bathroom with a perfect quiff. He looks really good... he is wearing a denim button up T-shirt, dark skinny jeans and black Supra's.

"Well Hello Handsome!" I smirk.

"Thank you.. but you definitely beat me in the looks category!" JJ says as he rest his hands on my hips and pulls me in for a kiss.

"C'mon... breakfast is waiting!" He smiles as we pull away from the kiss.

We both grab our phones, money and shoes before we head to the elevator. As we wait for the elevator to stop I turn to JJ and say ,

"JJ... After breakfast do you think we could go see the Eiffel Tower?"

"Of course... I am happy to go where ever as long as our by my side!" HE says as he kisses me gently. I smile into the kiss before the elevator door open's and we walk to the breakfast diner about 10 minutes away from the hotel.

Cassidy's POV

Nothing special really happened over breakfast.. we eat, talked thenGeorge and I left to go sight seeing.

We walked hand in hand all the way through Paris until we came to the Eiffel Tower,

"George can you take on of those pictures of me when it looks like i'm holding the Eiffel Tower?"

He giggles then pulls out the camera,

"Ok... A little left... right arm up... left arm down... face like it's really heavy and perfect!" George finally snaps the photo and I stand to se it. It looks like I am actually carrying the Eiffel Tower!

After a few more minute of admiring the Eiffel Tower we decide to go through a market to see all the french shops and foods. As we walk through the market I see it... a Henna Tattoo place!

"George! Look! Can I go get one?" I say excitedly as I point to the little booth with a man and a lady in it.

"How about we get matching one's... I know exactly what to get!" George suggested.

"Ok! What is it?" I ask intrigued now.

"An airplane... I'm getting it on my hand for when I hit you in the stomach with my hand!" He smiles cheekily.

"Well... I think I might just have to get an airplane as well except on my hip!" I say in a matter of fact tone. We walk over to the booth and tell the lady what we would like and where, she tells us the price and tells it will take about 10 minutes each. We agree and I am up first... I slide my skirt down to where a normal pair of pants would sit then I lift my tank top to my belly. The lady begin the tattoo and before long I'm done... It did hurt it just felt cold. I stood up fixed my shirt and top then it was George's turn.