𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐤 || 𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐨 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

CHAPTER 39 - paris

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after putting the suitcase at the top of the airplane compartment, i sit on the right of olivia in the middle of the three seats. "to paris we go," she says quietly. "to paris we go..." i whisper, smiling at olivia.

i look out the plane window, seeing us flying over a city that was lit up in a mostly yellow and orange colour, lighting up the night sky. i smile, taking out my phone. i lean over, taking a picture and sitting back. i chuckle as olivia was sleeping, so i position olivia and the window on my phone, taking another picture.

once satisfied, i put my phone away, reclining my seat a little to match olivia's. i lift the arm rest between us up, bringing my hand to liv's left cheek, gently guiding her to my shoulder. she moves her head to get more comfortable, intertwining our hands on her lap. i close my eyes, leaning my head on hers.

i wait as olivia swipes open the hotel room. hearing a click, she pushes it open. "why are the hotel doors so fucking heavy," she mutters, pushing it. i laugh, holding it as she walks in. i walk in after, placing the suitcases to the side. olivia looks around with her back turned to me. a grin comes on my face and i run towards her, wrapping my arms around her waist and jumping on the bed.

olivia yells and i laugh, and we both fall onto the bed. "oh my god! that scared the living shit out of me," olivia says, breathless. "bed's comfy," i note, closing my eyes. "yeah, shame they didn't have an option for two beds, now i have to share with you," olivia huffs, sitting up. "yeah, i'd rather sleep on that seat there than sleep next to you," i go along, pointing to the cushioned chair that was next to a round coffee table. "you could sleep on the ceiling if you wanted to," olivia laughs. i laugh too, sitting up.

i get off the bed, opening the balcony. olivia follows me, and we look at the view. "i can't wait to swing around paris," i smile, looking at the eiffel tower in the distance, then at olivia, "i'll take us up there tonight, there won't be anyone up there past 10:45." olivia smiles, "that sounds great!"

olivia and i walk out of the elevator door for our breakfast date. "i can't wait for you to see the restaurant," liv giggles, hooking her arm around mine. "oh, i'm excited too," i smile, walking out of the hotel. 

olivia starts up the car, and i buckle up my seatbelt. after she puts the address into her phone, she hands it to me. i turn her sound up, placing her phone on my lap.

as the weather was perfect, olivia booked for the outside patio. the restaurant was a couple levels up, so we had a view of the eiffel tower. "this is amazing," i smile. "i've always wanted to go here with you," olivia says, looking at the menu. "that's sweet," i say, looking at the menu too.

i look up from my food, "you know, this company wants to make a... documentary slash movie about me," i say. "really?!" liv asks, excitedly. "yeah, they emailed me on the plane but you were sleeping. it's by this company called marvel, so i supposed that's explains your hoodie. they're making the actor tom holland, and naming the superhero spider-man. it's kinda weird, since they're gonna use my whole back story with the avengers and stuff with the name spider-man- i mean, that's even if i accept this offer," i explain. "oh, that's weird. you should act it out! are you gonna accept the offer?" olivia asks with a light laugh. "i'm not sure, it's a lot of money, like millions. but they need my whole life, it's a bittersweet deal," i shrug. "think about it, but not right now because we're in paris!"

i lay on the bed, hearing the water running as liv was showering. i groan in frustration as another 10 minutes pass, liv still not done. i stand up, walking to the door. "i gotta shower too, liv," i say. "what?!" olivia yells over the water. "i said i gotta shower too!" "just come in!" olivia yells back.