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Kellin's POV

'This is the type of beauty I see when I look at you.' Vic whispered. My heart fluttered. I looked up to him, his eyes sparkled in the starlight. I buried my head in his shoulder, he ran his hands through my hair. He took my hand and whispered 'come on.' I looked at him and followed him. He led me to a beautiful hotel, flowers ran up the building and a glowing purple light reflected off the building. 'It's beautiful.' I whispered.

He squeezed my hand and walked through the door with me. I gasped as I looked around. Multi coloured spotlights lit up the room, several house plants climbed up the inside walls, pictures of the Eiffel Tower were nailed to the walls. A small French woman was stood behind a purple counter.

'Bonjour!' She said, cheerfully. I didn't know much French. 'Bonjour.' Vic replied with a smile. The woman smiled back and started speaking French really quickly, I glanced at Vic, who shrugged. 'Umm... je suis anglais?' Vic said, questioning himself. 'What does that mean?' I whispered in his ear. 'I think it means I'm English.' He replied. I nodded. 'Ahh!' The woman said and smiled. 'So, your room is on the top floor, number 346, the swimming pool is on the roof, the Wifi password is on the booklet which will be on your bed.' She said, her accent perfect. 'Thanks.' We smiled. 'Uhh, and also, you've got a double bed, that's okay right?' She asked. I nodded. 'Yeah, we're a couple.' I muttered, hoping she wouldn't judge us for it. She stared at us for as second then clapped her hands together. 'Ahh beautiful! Enjoy your stay!' She smiled.

I chuckled slightly. 'I wish I could be that enthusiastic!' I laughed. 'Ha same!' Vic said chuckling. Vic grabbed my hand and led me to the elevator. He pressed the button for the top floor and the elevator shot up. It stopped half way up. Someone walked in. A man, black hair with blonde tips and a tattooed face, neck and tattooed arms. I recognised this guy from somewhere. He looked at me oddly, he must recognise me too. Vic obviously noticed it coz he suddenly said 'you two know each other?'

The familiar guy looked at me for a second then smiled widely. 'My old friend Kellin!' He chuckled. I shifted nervously. I couldn't quite remember who he was. 'Remember me?' He asked, still smiling. 'Ummm..' I muttered. Then it suddenly clicked. Ronnie, Ronnie Radke. My Highschool bully. 'Yeah.' I muttered. He chuckled again. I take it Vic could see the fear in my eyes because he grabbed my hand and whispered 'who is it Kells?'  I glanced at him quickly then looked back at Ronnie, who laughed slightly. 'How's it all going? Heard you're still in that little band of yours.' He chuckled sinisterly. Vic stepped in front of me. 'Yeah, he is, and it's going very well. He's just finished his world tour actually.' Vic sneered. He's always been over protective of me. 'Who's this, your boyfriend?' Ronnie laughed. 'Yeah it is, actually.' I snapped, his gaze flickered down to our hands, which were intertwined. He scoffed and said 'see ya, smelly Kelly.' And walked out at his stop. Vic looked at me, concerned. 'Who was that?' He asked. I groaned. 'Just an idiot that was in my year in high school.' I grumbled. 'Of all the hotels eh?' He said, laughing slightly. ' of course!' I laughed, pecking him on the cheek. 'No, this hotels beautiful, no matter whose in it.' I smiled. He squeezed my hand again.

Vic's POV
Whoever the strange dude in the elevator was better leave us the hell alone, I'm not going to let anyone ruin kellin's (very probably) last holiday. As soon as we got into the hotel room, Kellin pulled out his laptop and skyped Copeland, who was staying at her friends house for the two days we were gone. 'Daddy!' I heard a small voice squeak from his laptop. I smiled. He missed her already. He told her everything we were going to do and promised we'd take pictures. The time change was drastic. In Paris it was 9pm, but back home in San Diego it was only 10am. I walked out to see our view from the balcony and gasped when I did. Kellin had just ended the call with Copeland. 'What is it?' He called, still sitting on the bed. 'It's so beautiful.' I whispered. We had a perfect view of the Eiffel Tower, which glowed in the night sky, there were billions of sparkling stars in the sky. He came up behind me and gasped too. Kellin pointed at the biggest, brightest star. 'Think of me.' He whispered. I knew what he meant by that. When he goes, I'll look at the star and think of him. He grabbed my hand. 'Promise, no matter what, you'll always be with Copeland.' He whispered. 'I promise.' I whispered back. He sighed. 'The world is such a beautiful Place, people just need to stop and look around for a moment.' I whispered. He nodded. 'Especially now I know how limited my time is, I just wish I made the most of my life, appreciated the beauty more.' He whispered. I sighed, 'well we're here now.' I replied back. He nodded.

'I wish I could stay in this spot, with you, forever.' He whispered.

'So do I, so do I..' I replied.

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