Meet You In Paris (Jonas Brothers Fan Fiction)

Goodbye Chicago

Its been a few weeks after Prom. I've already graduated and now Im packing my bags. I'm going with my original plan off traveling the world. I have nothing better to do, and this wil be good for me. No more school, no more drama. Just me, life, and whats ahead to come.

I zipped my suitcase and took a look around my room. It's going to be a while until I see this room again. I don't know how long I'm going to be gone.

Then I look over to my suitcases and I know that something good is going to come my way with where I'm going .

I get up from the bed . And take up the whole scene of the entire room , while doing a slow 360 degree turn .

I picked up my suitcases and other items I'll need and my made way downstairs. Ma was here , fortunately, to say goodbye.

Kendra- "Ma" I called.

Ma- "In here" I made my way to the kitchen and Ma wasn't the only person that came into view. Nyla and Asther too.

Kendra- "what are you guys doing here?" Nyla got up from the stool and made her way towards me.

Nyla- "We couldn't let you leave without saying goodbye." She said giving me a hug. Soon after, Asther hugged me too.

We conversed for what felt like minutes but it was probably longer since my grandma soon interrupted us.

"Let's go hunny" my grandma said interrupting us. "You're going to miss your flight if you don't come on."

I walked out the front door and to the car .

"I'm going to miss you guys" I said to all of them before giving them each another hug.

"Bye"

"See ya"

"Promise you'll call?"

"Of course" I got into the car as my grandma started the car . I gave them all a small smile and waved as the car started pulling out of the driveway.

"I've never thought that I would actually have the guts to leave" I thought to myself as I saw my friends and the house in the rear view mirror.

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I made it to the airport 15 minutes before its suppose to take off. I had said my goodbye to my grandma the day before and when we first arrive at the airport .

Now I'm sitting here listening to music, waiting for the flight to be called.

"Flight 209 to Paris, France is now boarding . Flight 209 to Paris, France is now boarding ."

I gathered my things and began walking to the gate.

"Kendra! Kendra!" I hear my name being called . I look around and I see Ricky running my way . My heart almost cried that someone else didn't come running to me. But I quickly ignored it and waited for Ricky to catch up with me .

When he finally got to me, he engulfed me in a tight hug and I immediately returned it .

"Ricky what are you doing here?" I asked as we came from out of the hug .

"I had to come say bye. I don't know when Im going to see you again."

"You didnt have to rush here. You could've called me."

"No, but I needed to tell you something in person." I frowned . Thinking about what he was going to say .

"Okay .." I said hesitantly.

"Don't go to Paris." His statement hit me like a truck.

"What do you mean don't go? You know that I've always wanted to go here."

"But, Kendra I love you. I always have." He paused. "Just don't leave me.." He closed his eyes . Waiting for my reaction .

I love Ricky . But not like that. I love him like a friend, but I'm not sure i can tell him that . That'll surely break his heart. I love him but I'm not giving up Paris for him. I've waited too long-

Suddenly, I feel my lips pressing against something soft . Then I realize that it's Ricky kissing me. I have nothing to lose so I kissed him back .

"Last call for Flight 209 to Paris, France."

I broke the kiss and gave him an apologetic smile .

"I'm sorry. Bye Ricky." And I turned on my heel quickly and strutted toward the gates with my carry on in hand. Before I fully passed through the gate, I heard Ricky say,

"I'll be waiting for you !" And the gate closed .

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Took me a few weeks ... I was having writer's block. So yeah . Here you go . I'm sorry for not updating for like three weeks and this is not edited... And FINALLY, idk when the next update will be.

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