Kendall Jenner's love life has always been under the harsh glare of the spotlight, with every breakup splashed across headlines. Her recent tumultuous split with Fallon Larkspear, solo artist and former member of North Side Bound, was no exception...
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Y/n's POV
I'm on my way to Paris to surprise Kendall. I was just boarding my jet when she called, and then I saw all those posts online about that bunny guy showing up in Paris. I trust Kendall and know she wouldn't do anything to hurt me, but it's tough seeing all this stuff about them reuniting and old pictures of them being shared. It just doesn't sit well with me. I trust her completely, but I don't trust him. I see the comments he makes about her and it feels like he's disrespecting our relationship and telling everyone he wants her back.
After our call, I texted Kylie to let her know I'm on my way. She was so excited and kept telling me to hurry up, which made me laugh. Kylie and Kendall are so different but alike in some ways too. Kylie's excitement and support always lift my spirits, and it felt good to share my plans with her. Then I got up and headed to the back to lie down and get some rest. Kendall has no idea I'm coming. I wasn't even supposed to be in Paris, but my event got pushed back to next week, so I suddenly had the week off. My family understood; Beau said as long as I hit the gym, it's all good.
I removed my boots and snuggled up to the pillows. I'm so glad my mom found these fluffy pillows; they are amazing. I smiled, closing my eyes because I get to see my lady soon. Despite the drama with the bunny dude, the thought of seeing Kendall keeps me grounded. I can't wait to wrap my arms around her and reassure her that no matter what, we're solid. This trip is about us, and I'm determined to make every moment count.
As the jet's soft hum filled the cabin, my mind drifted to all the amazing moments Kendall and I have shared. I remembered our late-night talks, our spur-of-the-moment adventures, and those quiet times that made our relationship so special. Despite the distance and challenges, my feelings for her have only grown stronger. This trip isn't just a surprise; it's a statement. I want her to know that I'm committed, that I believe in us, and that no external noise can shake what we have.
I sighed contentedly, picturing the look on her face when she sees me. The surprise, combined with the reassurance of our love, is something I hope will make this trip unforgettable for both of us. With a smile on my face, I drifted off to sleep, filled with anticipation and love for my incredible woman waiting for me in Paris.
I woke up to my pilot telling me that we would be landing soon. I sat up, put my boots back on, and grabbed my phone to see a lot of text messages from Kylie and Kendall. Kylie told me Kendall was off to her show now, and the plan was for me to drop my bags in Kendall's room, for which Kylie had a key. I texted Kylie back, telling her I was landing now, and then I sat down and buckled up my seatbelt. I felt the wheels touch down and grabbed onto the armrest; I always hated this part.
After landing and walking out of the jet, I saw the driver my mom had scheduled for me already waiting. I looked around and sighed, "I can't believe I'm actually in Paris," I said to myself. I've been to many places in the world, but never Paris. I guess I never had the desire to come here, but for Kendall, I would come anytime.
