Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
|A/N I think you'll like this one even though its a bit short|
Part 4 - Falling
The city of Paris was probably the most fantastic place that Paul had ever seen. At night, everything glittered, making the city seem to be made of pure gold, and now, after walking for a few minutes, Paul and John stood right in front of the most beautiful thing in France.
The Eiffel Tower stood tall and shone like a bright star right in front of them. The sheer beauty alone knocked the air out of both boys lungs.
"Let's go to the top," Paul said breathlessly. John seemed unsure, seeing as this tower was very tall, and he was not comfortable with being so high.
"John, you can't pass up an opportunity like this!" Paul chuckled a bit.
"Do you think it's legal this late?" John asked nervously, eyeing the elevator in front of him.
"Probably not, so let's go before someone sees us!" Paul pressed the button for the elevator, which was already waiting for them. Paul jumped in immediately. John couldn't let him do this alone, so he too, walked inside.
There was no going back now.
The elevator, thanks to Paul, was now moving straight to the top. The feeling of rising so quickly made John reach back and lean against the wall.
Paul looked over at John, who had now closed his eyes and was breathing erratically. Paul walked in front of John and put his hands on Johns shoulders.
"Its fine John, we're nearly to the top," as Paul said this, the elevator slowed and the doors opened. Sticking close together, John and Paul crept out. Once again, the beauty of Paris amazed them.
Higher than every building, they could see every little glittering light of the city.
John wasn't panicking anymore, and he reached out and took Paul's hand. Paul squeezed his hand.
The two of them turned to each other and smiled, and without any hesitation, Paul nearly threw himself forward and kissed John.
John staggered, almost immediately kissing back. Paul slipped his arms around Johns neck and stood on his toes to kiss him. John was holding Paul around the chest, smiling wide.
To both of them, that was priceless. Pulling away slowly, Paul rested his head on Johns chest.
And the two stayed like that for a long time, enjoying the beautiful, dazzling city of Paris, right from the top of the most famous gem there.
That was when John knew for a fact, he was falling for Paul. Rather than falling, John had launched himself off that imaginary cliff in his mind. He could only hope that Paul would be waiting at the bottom.
|A/N: Did you like it? I felt that it was about time for some action;)
But like, I've got the next chapter planned and then idek what next so. Oh well. I'll figure it out.
Also, Thank you sososososo much for reading, voting and commenting. It means SO much. <3
P.S. I love you.
All of you.
~Jaden|
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