"𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙮, 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙨𝙤 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩."
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Camilla Garcia x Lamine Yamal
Strangers to friends, and the story tells itself.
Cam lives in Barcelona with her parents and her brother, along side her cousins Pedri and Fern...
"Don't push me off!" I scream out in a childish voice, with a giggle as I'm holding onto Lamine.
"I won't Cam!" He puts his hand over mine that's clinging onto his arm. My fear of heights does not help, but I'm so excited to be here, maybe with him too.
We start to walk around to see all parts of Paris from up the Eiffel tower, it's such an interesting artefact. Architecture was never my thing, but history always will be.
"What you thinking about?" Lamine asks softly.
"How beautiful this is." I whisper, trying to take my breath in.
"Paris is one of my favourite places in the world." He states.
"Before I die - I want to come here with the love of my life, experience either a proposal or just a romantic trip. So that one day, my kids can understand the world as much as their mum does."
"I'm sure your price charming is out there waiting for you." He wraps an arm around my shoulder and we carry on walking.
"Souvenirs?" I turned around to look at him.
"Let's do it." He nods reassuringly and we walk there together.
He picks out some things for his parents, and he got his baby brother a little puzzle, which I find adorable.
I brought mum and dad each a snow globe since they always keep collections, and I got myself a tote bag.
We both payed then hiked down to the bottom, I didn't realise that it was night time, we've been here for hours.
I stared at the view and I heard a camera click, I turn around and Lamine snapped a shot of me looking at the Eiffel tower. I turned around and smiled at him until I got my camera and took some pictures.
We saw a man approach us in French, and i responded to him.
"Bonjour madam! Tu parles au Français?" He asks me. (hello miss, do you speak french)
"Oui, monsieur." I nod and smile at him. (yes sir.)
"Tu veux au photo avec ton petit-ami?" He looks over to me and Lamine, as I am about to decline he says, "les couples beneficent d'une reduction de moitie du prix." (would you like a photo with your boyfriend?) (couples get half price)
"Erm." I pause, trying to think about saving money. "Oui." I mumble. The guy smiles at tells us to get into positions.
Lamine whispers something into my ear, "what did he say to you?"
"Look don't be mad, just play along." I admit shyly. He looks at me confusingly and I nudge him.
We take a few posed pictures together in-front of the Eiffel tower, and then the photographer says something which makes my eyes widen.
"Bisou!" The photographer screams at us with an exaggerated tone. (kiss!)
I gulp before I translate to Lamine, "he asked us to kiss."
"Okay." He says so casually and closes the distance between us. He looks at me, and his eyes glisten in the lights. I move my eyes to his peachy lips. And before we know it, we've connected the bridge in between us.
The photographer clicks the photo then shows us the photo. It was beautiful, and we both looked so happy.
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