It's a world of wonder with you in my life,
So hurry, baby,
Don't waste no more time...A Few Months After Promoting 1989-
Taylor
I pour myself a hot cup of coffee before quickly opening the front door. Beatrice just stood there, all dressed up.
"What time is it??" I asked annoyed, rubbing my eyes.
"It's 5:30, but that's not important. I just wanted to say how amazing your new album is!" She beamed at me.
"...it came out 3 months ago, Bea," I glare at her, taking a small sip of coffee.
"I know!! But I finally had the time to listen to the whole thing! I gotta say, that Shake It Off is my jam!" Bea chirped. I take a deep breath.
"That's really nice of you, but I better get going. I need to pack," I explained while looking at the room behind me.
"Ooo! Where are ya goin'?" She asked almost stepping on my slippers.
"Oh, Zac and I are gonna go on a little trip to Paris for a few weeks, so you won't see us until after that," I answered slowly so she would understand.
Bea gasped. "Oh my god! How romantic! Was it your idea?" She asked touching my arm.
"No, Bea it wasn't my idea to go. It was actually Zac's-" I was interrupted mid-sentence when Bea pushed past me and went into the living room, squealing of excitement.
"Aah! How romantic! Going to Paris!" She gasped even louder. "Maybe!-Maybe! He will PROPOSE!" She said completely sure of herself.
"Bea! He's literally 20 feet away from us! You're totally gonna freak him out!" I said half-yelling, half-whispering just so she would get the message.
"Ohh...so when are you leaving?" She whispered.
"6:00PM, why?" I raised an eyebrow at her.
"Oh! No reason!" She smiled before quickly exiting the apartment and closing the door behind her.
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I flatten the wrinkle on my dress as I check over all our things.
"Do you know when we'll arrive?" I asked him before he handles the luggage.
"Probably a little early-on in the day, I'm still not sure about the time zone," he answered unsure, checking his phone.
I send some goodbye texts to some of my friends and family. I haven't been to paris in a long time, I wonder if there would be too many paparazzi.
I never for a second take for granted being able to fly in a private jet. No interruptions, no crowds. Just really comfortable chairs and unlimited Friends marathons. The flight did take a long time but of course, you can never sleep too much.
Once we stepped off the jet, the brightness of the sun did throw me off a bit, being inside for so long made it worse. I was feeling so tired. Jet lag is never, ever fun.
We get driven to Mandarin Oriental Hotel, I had to restrain myself from immediately googling the hotel when I found out that it was where we were staying. I did want it to be a surprise for the most part.
We aren't even that close to the hotel but let me tell you, it is the biggest hotel ever. So many lights were illuminating the surrounding area. Beautiful fountains, ginormous pools, lovely gardens. I could stay here forever!
I nearly fell while walking in my heels at the reception, I wanna check the rooms so bad! We step into a lovely elevator. I never loved being in an elevator more than I do now. I mean, the music was absolutely enchanting! Back home it just makes you fall asleep.
As we arrive at our room, one of the workers dropped off all our luggage, I tip him before walking into our room. It looked more like a house than a room. Right away, I see a giant glass window and through it, I catch a glimpse of a giant pool. I might have a heart attack.
I grab Zac by the shoulders and kiss him in an embrace. I must've not been thinking because before I knew it, I see Adam and Beatrice in my view.
AHH sorry for the late update! I have been going crazy about the tour. Taylor's first show in Tokyo was AMAZING! The outfits are everything! PS i am officially going to the 1989 tour on August 8 in Seattle!
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