Psycho [A Les Twins Story] |HIATUS|

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Collette's POV

"Madam?"
"Hmm yeah?" pulling out my earbuds.
"Would you please fasten your seatbelt? We are going to land in a few minutes".
"Oh yes, ofcourse" I mumbled and grabbed the seatbelt.
Ofcourse I had to struggle with the belt first before I could get the job done.. I finally got stuck to my seat and gave the steward a smile what made him go away.
While going back to my music I saw that I got a textmessage. When I opened it my eyes widened, the whole message was written in french!
Oh hell no! I went to an app I downloaded for moments like this and used it to translate the damn message.
It's not like I can't read, understand or speak in french, oh no I can speak french fluently! It's more that i'm tired and well let's just face it, lazy as fuck..
While I was busy thinking to myself the textmessage got translated to english.
It said:
Hello my lovely Collette,

We are all looking forward to see and hug you welcome when you arrive in Paris. We will wait for you outside the airport, not that we wouldn't want to wait you up at the exit of your flight, it's just very crowded at the airport and since nana is getting at age she prefers to stay out of the danger zone.. You will understand, don't you?
I couldn't help but smiled and nodded.
Well, I know you probably had to translate this whole message so I will keep it easy for you,
See you soon my butterfly!

Loves Nana.

With a big smile on my face I put away my phone and felt that we had hit the ground.
Soon I will see you Nana.

*On the airport*
"Attention Mesdames et Messieurs , nous vous aidons à rappeler que..".
Oh please I can't hear what she's saying!! What did she mean with we'd like to remind you that..
Well fuck..
I sat down on my giant suitcase and sighed while searching for someone to help me.
Suddenly a man with a white tank top and twists walked over to me.
Not to bad, you lookin cute with a hint of sexyness..
"Tout va bien, madame?" he asked with a thick french accent.
God i'm weak.
"Oui! Mais pouvez-vous parler anglais?" I smiled.
"Are you going to give up that quick?" he grinned.
"Yeah I know i'm sorry, I really love the language, but it's just so complicated, you know?".
"I get what you mean, now let me help you with your suitcase, Nana is waiting for us" he said and grabbed my suitcase.
"Wait.. Nana? A-are you my cousin?".
"I am Collette, welcome to France!"
"Oh god i'm such an idiot.." I sighed, "Please forgive me and ofcourse I don't your name..." Ugh I hate myself.
"It's okay, my name is Manuel" he said while lifting my suitcase on his shoulder and grabbed my hand to lead us through the crowd.
Did I mention that manuel was extremely musculair? Really he looked like a fucking beast, wearing my pink suitcase..
"How old are you manuel?" I asked while we made our way out of the airport.
"I'm 26, you?" he answered and pushed the door who led us to the outside open for me.
"I'm 24 years old" I said and began to smile when I saw Nana standing next to a mini van.
Even tho she's 74 years old she still looked like she was 60! Along with her grey-black twists that came to her waist she was dressed in one of those african dresses, which I loved so much.
She pulled me in a hug and whispered in my ear that she missed me so much.
I couldn't help but felt a tear streaming down my cheek and answered that I had missed her too.
Nana was the only family member of my mothers side that visited America every year for my birthday.
I felt truly blessed with an old anty like Nana.
While she admired my beauty I helped Manuel with getting my stuff into the mini van so we could go.
While we drove to Nana's house, which was somewhere in Paris, I thought about how great it is to have a family from two different country's. I really felt that I belonged in France, even though I was raised in America,
I always loved the french culture more.
So when my mother told me I could stay with Nana and her family for my work in France, I was extremely happy.
My thoughts got interrupted by Nana who was pointing out of the window while saying, "Regardez ma papillon! La Tour Eifel!".
I looked out of the window and saw the majestic tower of Paris.
"Très agréable!" I smiled and saw how Nana enjoyed seeing me smile.
While we left the Eifel tower behind us along with the sun I saw how romantic the city actually was. On every corner you had a restaurant who looked very inviting and then i'm not only talking about the decoration..
While I fell in love with the cute waiters.. I mean illumination of the streets, the sound of street jazz caressed my ears. I closed my eyes and let the music carry me to a dreamy world..
God I love Paris!

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