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Thirteen

Nikki hears rustling outside her apartment door before seeing it open and her younger sister enter with a giant bouquet of pink roses. She grins as she sets them on the kitchen counter before embracing her sister. She was the opposite of Nikki, long dark hair and big chocolate brown eyes. "Michelle..." Nikki squeezes her sister tightly, "I missed you. I'm so glad you're here."

"Me too." She pulls away from Nikki, playing with the ends of her hair. "Are you okay?"

She shrugs, looking at the flowers, smelling them. "The flowers are pretty, thank you."

"Um... they were sitting outside your door."

"Oh." Nikki pulls back from flowers, grimacing. "Fucker." She grabs the flowers and marches out of her apartment as Michelle watches. She knocks loudly on Lucas's door until he answers with a smile.

"Nik—"

She shoves the flowers at him as he grunts. "Stop leaving me flowers and gifts! Leave me alone!"

He groans, grabbing her arm as she turned away from him. "Please, just talk to me, poupette. I'm leaving on the 2nd for filming. I don't want to leave you like this."

"Stop calling me that. And you made your own bed, Luke. Leave. Me. Alone." She goes back to her apartment, slamming the door as Michelle stands in the middle of the kitchen with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Want to tell me about that?"

Nikki sighs, chewing on the corner of her mouth. "Turns out he wasn't actually broken up with his ex." She rolls her eyes as Michelle gasps, obviously just as irritated. "Let's go out on the town tonight? I need to drink."

"And get a hot body under yours..." Michelle offers, giggling.

Nikki laughs, shrugging. "Maybe a hot body to dance with?"

"I'll take it!"

***

Nikki steps out of her apartment with Michelle, giggling as Lucas opens his door to lean against the doorjamb. "Nik..." His eyes graze down to her short red dress before she pulls her coat closed and Michelle gasps.

"Oh my god! You didn't tell me your Lucas was Lucas fucking Bravo!" He blushes slightly as he shakes Michelle's hand. "I'm a big fan of Emily in Paris!"

Lucas laughs, kissing her hand, making it Michelle's turn to blush. "Enchanté, Michelle. I've heard a lot about you."

"And I apparently have not heard far enough about you..." Michelle preens at Lucas as Nikki rolls her eyes.

"This is why I didn't tell you." Nikki pulls Michelle away from Lucas, glaring at him.

"Going out?" He cocks a brow at the girls as Nikki only shrugs, nudging Michelle toward the stairs ahead of her. "I love you."

"Fuck off!" She flips him the middle finger as she hears him laugh behind her and she follows Michelle down the stairs.

***

"So? Spill it, bitch..." Michelle teases as she sets a line of shots in front of Nikki.

"Oh, Elle." She does a shot before slamming it back on the table. "I don't know what else there is to tell you. I moved in next to Lucas. We grew close, but he started dating someone else. Then on the day before Christmas Eve, he invited me to his parents' house where he claimed to love me and that he was not with the girl anymore. But..." she takes another shot as Michelle hurries to keep up, "then she showed up on Christmas, unaware of their apparent breakup."

"That dog. At least it's good to know men suck in France too."

Nikki laughs with a shrug, pulling her phone from her clutch. She pulls up a picture of Alba and hands it to her sister. "That's her."

"Oh. Isn't that the chick from that overrated Buffy remake?" Nikki giggles as she shoves her phone back into her clutch.

"God, I love you."

Michelle grins, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "Me too." She nudges Nikki just as an attractive brunette approaches them. Nikki does another shot as the man smiles and starts to converse in French.

Nikki sighs, waving her hand. "Désolée, but I am far too drunk and annoyed to try and keep up with your French. Anglaise?"

"Oui." He laughs, nodding as he holds his hand out to her. "Dance? Another drink?"

"Une danse," she smiles, holding up one finger as he leads her to the dance floor. "I'm Nikki."

"Louis," he responds with a grin, hauling her firmly against his body. She wraps her arms around his neck, closing her eyes as she grinds her body against his. She smiles as he groans, dipping down to kiss her neck. "You're beautiful when you dance," he mutters against her skin, nipping at her lobe as she groans.

She pulls back slightly, smiling up at him. "Oh yeah?" She teases as he chuckles, leaning down to kiss her softly, giving her the opportunity to pull away. She brings her hand up to his hair, keeping his mouth on hers as she dips her tongue into his mouth.

Louis moans into her mouth before pulling away, catching his breath. "Can I buy you another drink?"

"Only if you buy one for my baby sister too." She points at Michelle back at their table with a giggle.

"Of course."

She watches him walk away toward the bar as she joins her sister. "These Frenchmen are hot as fuck, Nik."

Nikki giggles, shrugging as she looks back to see Louis watching them from the bar. "Sometimes."

"Here you go, ladies." Louis sets three drinks on the table, pushing one in front of each of them. "So... you're sisters? And you're here visiting?"

"I am!" Michelle extends her hand to him with a smile. "I'm Michelle."

"Louis," he accepts her hand, kissing the back as she wiggles her brows at Nikki. "And you?"

Nikki takes a sip of her drink as he sits beside her. "I live here in Paris. I work at the Louvre actually."

"So... I could ask you on a date then?"

"You could..." she slides her phone to him on the table as he takes the hint, putting in his number as she receives a grin from Michelle.

"Um... Nik." Michelle motions behind Nikki as Louis hands her phone back. She turns to find Lucas standing with his arms crossed.

"Hi, I'm Lucas." He offers his hand to Louis, moving between him and Nikki.

"Um... Louis."

He glances at Nikki as she groans, standing up. "My brother..." She pushes Lucas back away from the table. "What part of fuck off do you not understand?"

"I'm not allowed to go out to dance?" He grabs her hand, forcing her to the dance floor with him.

"I can't do this with you, Lucas. I need space and time away from you." She stands still in the middle of the dance floor as he hangs his head. "I can't do that if you're constantly there. Leaving stuff in front of my door, showing up randomly. Please, just leave me alone, Luke. I'm begging you."

He grabs her hand, "please don't walk away from me. I'm begging you." Lucas feels her drop his hand and watches her walk away back to her table and whisper something to Louis before leaving the bar with her sister.