Diamond Williams.
📍Paris, France.
I felt like a princess in this hotel room, with a view of the Eiffel tower. I was amazed by the beauty of Paris, me and the boys separated in the hotel lobby to go fresh up in our rooms before we go out to eat.
It wasn't that warm outside but it was basically hoodie weather here in Paris, which I loved. Hoodie season was my season.
After freshening up, I got dressed and made my way downstairs to the hotel lobby where me and the boys were supposed to meet up. I was the first one, second, later Diego and Caio stepped out of the elevator into the lobby.
"Michele not ready yet ?" I asked looking between the two, Caio looked at me but didn't answer me.
I learned that he wasn't too fond of me, why? I don't really know but if he thinks his attitude bothers me... It doesn't, I'm here to do my job. Not to satisfy him. And he doesn't even know me.
"He's taking his sweet time," Diego said before the sound of the elevator door made me turn my head, Michele stepped out of the elevator laughing it up with 2 women.
Both very beautiful and definitely his type, compared to the models he's seen with. Not that I care.
He hugged them before he pointed at us and said something, one of the women touched his arm before he walked towards us. Both the women gave me a stank eye and I rolled my eyes at them, they were that type of girls.
They can have him, I don't care. I'm here to do my job.
"Shall we cinderella ?" Diego joked looking at Miki and I cracked a smile, at least he's going to keep me company and make me laugh.
"Ha ha." Michele replied sarcastically before turning to me.
"You look good." He added and I shrugged.
"I look basic, compared to you." I eyed his black dress shirt that was tugged inside his white pants, the top buttons of his dress shirt were left open.
"You are the prettiest girl in here, no matter what you wear." His eyes scanned over my face while Caio gave him a look and Diego cleared his throat.
"Alright Romeo, I'm hungry." Diego patted Mik on his back, as we left the hotel.
We got inside a black van, Michele sat down next to me while Diego and Caio sat down in front of us.
"So where are we going ?" I looked at Michele who was typing away on his phone.
"There's this restaurant that dm'd me and I thought why not go there." He shrugged.
"How do they know you in Paris ?"
"Paparazzi."
I nodded, figured.
"The moment his feet touched the French concrete outside the plane, they knew," Caio mumbled, must be annoying. That everyone knows where you going or where you are all the time.
"Probably the moment he boarded that plane." Diego chuckled.
"I'm just happy there are no pictures yet, I was looking like Shrek when I got off that plane." Mik mumbled and I gave him a 'seriously ?' look.
"Boy bye, you know damn well you look good all the time." I playfully pushed him.
"So you think I'm handsome ?" He smirked and I rolled my eyes.
"Nobody said those extra words so shut up." I waved him off.
"Mmm, I'll get it outta you." He nodded and I decided to just ignore him and enjoy the ride to the restaurant.
