'Don't you think you'll survive?'
'What?'
'My love. I miss you.'
'Dad!' I wake up to a dim light atmosphere, with a head tilted and resting on my shoulder. My heart starts beating as i take note of everything. We're in the plane and everyone's fast asleep. Dad came in my dream and he misses me. He wasn't there to see me off when i was departing, but at least i know he'll be in my dreams, hopefully.
I can't sleep anymore so i plug in my iPod and start listening to songs. Harry's head is still on my shoulder as I kiss his forehead. I play One Direction's new single, Drag Me Down which is on my hitlist number one. Its honestly the best song they've released so far. I start listening to the song while shaking my head on every hard beat. After some time i unplug and look outside the window. Cloudy and blurry, but so peaceful.
'What's up?' Harry says in his low sexy morning voice. Gosh.
'Nothing much.' I smile as i snuggle up close to him. He feels so warm and inviting. In no time the air hostesses come over and serve us our meals. Both Harry and I choose egg fried rice with chicken Manchurian, along with Orange juice. We both have our meals in peace and after that i read a book 'Alex Rider: Scorpia' by Anthony Horowitz while he listens to some songs on my iPod.
After around an hour or so, an announcement crackles that the plane is about to land in twenty minutes. And the butterflies in my stomach start flying again. I have never been to Paris and as I've mentioned before, i always wanted to go there. And visting your favorite places with your boyfriend is always a bonus. I mentally smile, excitement visible on my face.
In no time we get up, pick up our hand carry, stretch our muscles and walk on the aisle, heading out. The fresh air greets me as it smells of a new place. Paris! We both go through a couple of checks and pick up our luggage from the belt. Dragging our luggage trollies we walk outside the airport, arms looped. 'Okay, so i think the hotel management must be here.' Harry says looking for the person holding our placard. We walk a little further to see a bald man, in his late forties maybe, waving the placard with a firm face. Its written 'Mr. And Mrs. Cooper' with black bold letters on it. I blush. We sound married and i have to admit, it feels amazing.
'We're not married, but this feels extraordinary.' I say, blushing. 'This is just the trailer, wait and watch. I will make sure this is the best birthday present.' He says with a wink. I stand on my toes and kiss him on the lips, deep and passionate. But we both soon get back because we're in a public place and it gets embarrassing when people start staring at you.
We get near the man and introduce ourselves, Harry shows him his ID card and soon later we're sitting in a jet black Honda. I snuggle up closer to Harry as we both sit in the backseat. I look outside the window, Paris is beautiful! The trees are blossoming into colourful leaves and young plants, newly planted line the countryside. There is a massive rush of cars and pedestrians, its around 3pm in Paris and it sure is a busy time. After a drive of around forty minutes, the driver parks the car infront of an expensive looking five star hotel named 'Orchid Inn' as we both step out. 'Your luggage will be transported to your respective room, sir.' The driver says politely and Harry gestures a 'Thank you.'
We both walk, hand in hand, near the reception area greeted by a dark short receptionist in her immaculate uniform. She greets us very nicely, 'Mr. And Mrs. Cooper, please.' Harry says and the woman types hard on her keyboard. After a few types she glances upto us from the screen and smiles, 'Room 408.' handing us our room key. 'Thank you.' I say as we both start walking towards the elevator.
'Here we are.' Harry says, reading on the door where 408 is written with black on a golden plate. He inserts the key into the hole and opens the door.
Woah. It's a massive room with dim golden lights, there is a large kingsize bed with crisp white bed sheets, and a couch that is a light shade of bronze. The wooden flooring is spic and span with a huge bronze rug in the middle. There is a huge LCD screen fitted in the centre of the wall infront of the bed, with state of the art technology. There is a dressing room with a full length mirror and huge cupboards. The bathroom is amazing. White and silver in combination, it is furnished with latest models of each part of the washroom. The sink bowl is transparent and shows marbles and pebbles underneath which is absolutely beautiful. Other than that the shower area is secured with a glass door and has a white bath tub with silver finishing, it is big enough to accommodate two people very easily. This whole room and washroom feels so couple like.
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