Crushing on my Bully? (A Zerkaa Fanfiction) COMPLETED

Chapter 49

-Faith's Pov-

I smiled gently as a plate of food that was placed in front of my by a waiter as I sat across from Josh.

We were only a small distance away from the Eiffel Tower, seeing the structure bend towards us with our perspective since the hieght was literally touching the clouds.

The steel chairs we sat in weren't comfortable, but the cushions on them provided great relief since me and Josh have been touring the town all day.

"Enjoying your day?" Josh smiled at me, already knowing my answer.

I nodded. "You can't tell with how many times I have said thank you for taking us here?" I laughed before taking a bite of my food.

"Barely." He rolled his eyes playfully at me before sticking his fork into his salad, as he smiled, thinking back with the countless times I've told him. "But it has been amazing with you walking beside me." He grinned like an idiot.

"What are you planning Bradley?" I said, taken back with his more excited energy, narrowing my eyes.

He shrugged his shoulders, as if nothing has changed. "Just enjoy your meal."

"What has been your favorite thing today?" I smiled, taking a bite out of my sandwich.

He lifted his head slightly, recalling the day back in his head, before looking back at me. "Arc de Triomphe. It didn't think that arch would be that massive." He said, still in shock.

"And the designs on the inside panels were.." I started trying to find the right words, as many flashed through my head like, perfect, flawless, excellent, but they were good enough. "I am at a loss for words here."

"Like the usual, I see." He joked, causing a giggle to escape his mouth.

I reached over the table, lightly punching him in the shoulder. "Oi. Be nice." I smiled.

"It's just banter." He said, raising his hands up in defense.

"What about you?" He asked curiously, raising his elbows to reach the table.

After visiting several musuems, passing several amazing and beautiful walkways and shops, my mind couldn't decide which part was my overall favorite.

"Maybe the Montmartre." I suggested. "It had Vincent Van Gogh. My favorite." I smiled.

His smile. "Well, don't settle anything yet. We still have more tonight." He gestured off to structure that stood beside us.

"Please don't tell me we are walking up the stairs." I said, already exhausted.

"Don't worry they have two elevators that bring you to the top." He encouraged, grabbing one of my hands that rested on the table as I took a sip of my tea. {#AmysTea}

I wiped my forehead to wipe the fake sweat off. "You'd have to carry me if they didn't." I laughed.

"I've done that already today. Remember the piggy back ride at the gardens when I nearly threw you into the fountain?" He laughed.

I narrowed my eyes. "If I went down, you were coming down with me." Making a deep voice, trying to be serious but I wasn't being convincing, just hysterical.

Josh tried holding in a laugh, but he failed, nearly spitting out his salad. "I can't." He said, dying of laughter, holding a hand in front of his mouth so he would spit it out.

I smiled, slightly more impatient always seeing the tower in the corner of my eye. "Joshhh." I carried out. "Hurry up and eat. I wanna see Paris."