Forbidden: Her Interdit Love ||Completed|| ||Book One||

Chapter 25 (Edited)

This chapter is short because it will continued on the crossover Meet the Wollet.

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Anette's POV

Few hours later or whatever.

I open my eyes and look at my right and saw Matt looking nervous but why?

"Were here." He say in a whisper. I look at the window and it was true we have gotten to London City Airport even thought it was dawn it was beautiful.

"Regardez la belle vue Amelié." (Look at the beautiful view Amelié). I told her she sit on my lap and start looking outside with a confuse expression.

"Où allons-nous Aunti Anette? Sommes-nous en France?" (Where are we Auntie Anette? Are we in France?). She ask me confuse.

"Non chérie, nous sommes à Londres pour visiter la famille de Matt." (No darling we are in London to visit Matt's family).

"Est-ce que nous?" (Do we?) She ask excitedly making me laugh.

"Oui maintenant allons-y avant celui-ci évanouie dans I'avion." (Yes now let's get going before this one fainted in the airplane). She giggles but nodded.

"Let's go." I say to Matt he pick up Amelié and grab my hand we get off and we went to get our bags.

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The whole time to get our bags I was fighting with Matt so he could take them off.

"Matt take them off is dawn the light won't bother you." He ignored me and continued with his sunglasses. This is the weirdest man I ever meet. Who walk in the night with sunglasses? I understand the light bother him but is almost night who he think he is a vampire?

"Matt you're not Dracula or a vampire you can take them off." We walk outside to wait for the person who would pick us up.

He looked around and takes off his glasses he pointed at someone or something.

"Ash-Ash." he said.

"Mattie!" Someone yelled.

He and the guy that yelled his name walked towards each other and feel into a hug. I stood behind him looking at them curiously. I look behind the strange person and saw a girl almost my age looking at them and at me she was dressed in a dress with printed all over, cardigans and a purple purse, her brown hair was tied back and she was wearing glasses her eyes were a big hazel color she was beautiful. He on the other hand was tall and has dirty blond hair almost brown he has hazel-green eyes. He was wearing a brown leather jacket with a white shirt underneath and a plaid shirt with jeans.

And this asshole dress like he was going to give class oh lord please helps him.

"Matthew Strafford, good to see you still in one piece." He said.

"You to Ashton." He said shaking hands with him.

"Ashton?" We both said at the same time. Why she would look confuse at his name? I mean she would know his name right?

"Ah, Ashton Tiago Lewis My cousin." said Matt.

The girl look at Ashton a bit mad and he glared at Matt. He then looks like he remembered something.

"Ann-Vanessa! You are Ann-Vanessa right?" He said as he stretched his hands for me to shake it. I simply shook his hand.

"Anette Boissieu." I said with my perfect French accent. Matt looked away as he ran a hand on his face Asshole! He didn't fix my name. Then me and the girl look at each other and smile she seems nice I like her.

"S'll vous plaît lui pardonner. It peut parfois être un crétin. Je suis Rikilda Archer, heurex de vous rencontrer." (Please forgive him. He can be a moron sometimes. I'm Rikilda Archer, pleased to meet you). I chuckled and shook hand with Riki. Finally someone I could speak French with!!

"Ça va. Je pensais que Matt avait résolu le probléme... il est pas entiérement la faute de Mme Ashton." (Is ok. I thought Matt had solved the problem...so it's not entirely Ashton's fault). I responded.

I look at them as they look at each other confuse trying to figure out what we are saying. Poor them they should learn French. They only thing I'm sure they catch was their name.

"Can you include us in your conversation?" Matt asked.

"Yeah is not fair to leave us out." Ashton complained.

"Je te déteste et je ne vais pas vous parler!"

"I hate you and I am not going to talk to you."

Riki said in English while I said it in French at the same time. Matt and Ashton placed they hands in their chest as if they felt stabbed by our words. Gosh they are so weird no wonder they are related.

To be continued.... :) hope you guys like it xD Please read MEET THE WOLLETS Don't forget to vote and comment have a nice Afternoon, Morning or Night :) Also they would be a second book (sequel) of my forbidden love I will keep in touch to tell you the details...