Meet Me In Paris ON HOLD

Chapter 4

*MMIP Chapter 4*

Natalie's POV:

I entered London's Heathrow airport, inhaling the scent of coffee and perfume seeping from the shops.

The place was quite full, meaning I had to skilfully dodge people passing by, tables and chairs, while I checked my messages and phone calls before sliding my phone into my side bag.

As I continiued to walk I looked up, taking in my surroundings. The first time I was going to France was a long time ago, I had been learning the basics in French- now I can speak it fluently.

I can vividly remember when my brother, who is now 20, could speak better than me at it and was able to ask and pay for a train ticket.

Then there was me who can say what her name is, when she does sports and what she ate for breakfast.

I smiled at the thought, I can't believe that was 6 years ago!

Now this would be my 3 time and each time I stayed there it had been a long time so I know Paris very well.

I just can't wait to show it to Skye. It has been her dream for ages. Secretly I have been planning this trip for ages, since we were 12 to be exact. Now that it is here though it feels so surreal.

I followed the smell of coffee and ended up in the queue buying myself a ice-tea. I'm not a big fan of coffee so why bother getting that?

I exited the shop, having paid the lady at the counter, and took a seat at a table and pulled out my phone.

Notifications:

Messages-

💕BIG BROTHER💕

'Have fun in France little sis! REMEMBER YOUR PRONUNCIATION!!'

Damn he has always been a critic.

I was young and I couldn't say "jus d'orange" and he started making fun of me for the way I pronounced it.

Facebook-

~Skye Waith~ Updated her status:

'LOOK OUT PARIS, TWO UNICORN LOVIN' NINJAS ARE COMING TO TOWN- with Natalie Staller'

I smiled to myself as I hit the like button on the screen.

Anything that's asking about me or Skye we just put something to do with ninjas and unicorns.

That's just how we roll.

I was startled when tapped gently on the shoulder, not even noticing someone else's presence near me.

I turned to see a handsome looking man, probably about 24, Maybe. He had brown curly hair pushed back, but what intrigued me were his deep chocolate brown eyes staring into mine.

I have seen this guy before somewhere...

"Hey.." He said.

"Urmmm hi." I replied smiling and running a hand to the top of my head and shaking it lightly through my hair.

"I'm Brad. Bradley Simpson." I shook his hand thinking about the name.

Then it clicked.

"Oh my gosh, weren't you in the band, Urmmm what's it now.." I clicked my fingers looking around, "The Vamps!" I shouted pointing at him.

He chuckled, a grin etched on his face, "Yeah, that would be me."

He gestured to the chair next to me, after me nodding in acceptance he he sat, his smile lighting up his gorgeous face.