It All Started With A Concert (A Cody Simpson Fanfic)

Chapter 23

I woke up with my head on Cody's chest. We laid in bed.




"Good morning, Angel," He said playing with my hair.




I groaned a little. Jet lag was not my friend right now.




Cody laughed. I felt his chest vibrate. I missed that. "Do you wanna go out and see Paris today?" He asked.




"That'd be great," I managed to say.




"Good." He kissed my head. "Come on, let's get ready and go out to eat."




I let out another moaned.




"Come on," He laughed. He picked me up bridal style. He carried me to my room. I buried my face in his chest. He knocked on the door. A preppy Meredith answered the door.




"Good morning," She smiled. "Shannon doesn't wanna get ready, does she?"




He shook his head.




"I got her from here," Meredith sighed.




Cody set me on the ground.




"Come on, Shannon." Meredith took my hand.










Meredith got me to wake up a bit more and I got dressed. We headed to the lobby to meet up with the rest of the crew.




"Hey!" Justin greeted.




"What are we doing today?" I asked.




"Some generic tourist stuff," Flo responded.




"Sounds good," I smiled.




We headed to a black Range Rover with tinted windows outside. We went through the back entrance of the hotel, because some fans stood out front.




Meredith, my mom, and I of course had hats and sunglasses on. Cody did, too.




We went to an art museum. We spent about an hour there marveling at the artwork. We even saw the Mona Lisa. As much as I enjoyed it, Cody and I really didn't get to do much 'couple stuff'.




We were walking on the sidewalk, exploring Paris. Cody saw an antique shop and we went in it. There were old books everywhere, along with a few trinkets and refurbished furniture. The lighting inside was dim, but bearable.




Cody and I walked away from the others into a smaller room.




"Cody, I can do it anymore," I said.




"Do what?" He asked. He turned toward me looking concerned.