Rise of The Scorpions

Chapter 5

I run to catch up with him, "What do you mean by "you"?"

With a sigh, he says, "By you, I mean how you talk and the way you act, it's...interesting."

"Oh...ok....huh."

"Do I confuse you, love?"

"Yea, you do," I say blushing so bad that I look like a tomato. I don't know why but I love it when he calls me love. Maybe it's the way he says it, or maybe it's just because it's a cute nickname. I don't know but I do love it. It makes me think of those old movies where they call the girls love. Maybe that's it because I love those movies.

As we walk into the dining room he asks, "So what do you want to eat?"

"Ooh, well bacon, eggs, and hashbrowns sound really good right now."

"Bacon, eggs, and hashbrowns it is then," as he says this he walks up to the chef and tells him the order. Then he walks back over to me and we go sit down.

A few minutes later the chef comes to our table and sets down our food, as he sets my food in front of me he says, "Bacon, eggs, and hashbrowns for the lady," then he sets down Trevor's food and says, "and bacon, eggs, hashbrowns, with a small pancake for the gentlemen."

"Thank you for the food," I say excitedly while waiting to dig into my food.

"Thank you," says Trevor starting to eat his food. Now I start to eat my food. It was so delicious I couldn't believe what my taste buds were tasting.

"Oh my god, this is the best food I've ever tasted," I say with a mouth full of food.

"I can tell you like it," Trevor says laughing.

"What's so.....oh nevermind I already know what you're going to say to that question." We say nothing else and just keep eating. By the time I was done I felt so fat because I just kept eating plate after plate of food, but after my third one, I was done. I couldn't eat anymore.

"We should go do something, like just get out of the house," I say.

"Ok, where do you want to go, pick anywhere, anywhere in the world."

"Really? How are you going to get us there?"

"I'm rich, don't you think a rich person would have a private jet?"

"True, how about we go see Paris, I've always wanted to go there"

"Ok, let's go." I am so happy right now, I can't believe I'm actually going to Paris. I mean it's Paris, the city of love, and I'm going with someone I like. Yay!!

We're on the jet now. It's so big and beautiful. Just how you would think a private jet would look. Oh my god, this is the best thing that has ever happened to me. No one has ever taken me to a place that I always wanted to go before. I can't believe this.

"So, I see you like the jet," he says in a happy tone.

"No, I love the jet, it's so beautiful. It's how you would think of first class in an airplane except it's the entire plane."

"No love, this is better," as he said this he sat down in one of the chairs, then he patted the one right next to him. As I was walking over to the seat, I was staring in awe at the jet, it was so.....what's the word, amazing.

We get to Paris in about half an hour, it didn't take very long to get there. We didn't really talk either, mostly I just looked around. Everything he had made me want to be rich too. I still don't get how he has so much money. Is it from The Scorpions? Or the S.S.O.S? Or could it just be both? I don't know, and I don't care either. How he gets his money is none of my business.

All day we are traveling around Paris, we went to the top of the Eiffel Tower, we went to L'arc de Triomphe and many other famous places in Paris. My favorite, though, would have to be the Eiffel Tower. It was so beautiful and I just wanted to stay up there all night long. While we were up there he kissed me, who knew that Paris was so romantic and that kisses there were even better than regular everyday kisses.

Now we're back at his house. It's good being back but I kind of wish we could still be there. It was so nice being there with someone I care deeply for. Though I wouldn't know how it would be with just myself or someone I didn't care for because that's the first time I had ever been there. Anyways, once we got back we just hung around in his room.

While we were laying on bed cuddling he started kissing the back of my neck. It felt so good. I turned around and looked at him. After a while of looking into each other's eyes, we kissed and I laid my head on him and we started cuddling again. After a little bit, we fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up and he was there just watching me, "What?" I asked because he was looking at me like I was the most interesting thing in the world, which I was not, or least not in my opinion.

"What is it not ok to look at my girlfriend and admire how beautiful she is?"

"Not when you are looking at me like I'm the most interesting thing in the world."

"But you are the most interesting thing in the world to me."

"Yeah right," I say blushing like crazy.

"I'm not kidding you are the most important thing in the world to me and the most interesting person I ever met."

"Stop it," I say laughing.

"What you don't believe me?"

"Not really, it's just...no one has ever said anything like that to me, not even my family," I say with a sad look.

"I'm sorry," he says looking at me sadly. Then he kisses me on the head and pulls me toward him and hugs me, "I love you."

"I love you too," I say as tears roll down my face.