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Words in bold below the dialogue in french will be translations.
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Killian's P.O.V:
After closing up the stage and clearing out the venue, I head out, my arm wrapped around Emma's waist, to meet some fans of the band, sign some autographs, and answer some questions from the reporters.
"Monsieur Jones, over here," people with french accents shout everywhere around me.
"Over here Killian, a question over here," a voice says to my right with a heavy Australian accent.
I turn to face a tall, brown haired reporter and smile.
"Can we get some special intel on this relationship here for ET?" she asks.
"All I can say is Emma's the love of my life and there's nobody I'd rather have at my side right now," I answer, looking down at Emma who backs closer into my arms, away from the reporter and her camera. I smile as she blushes with a wide smile on her face.
"And what about you, Emma? How do you feel, being with a celebrity like Killian?" the reporter asks Emma. She thinks for a moment, her eyebrows scrunched together before she looks up with a smile.
"You know, I've been asked that a lot and it always makes me laugh inside. When I look at Killian, when I think about him, when I'm just with him... I don't see a celebrity. I don't see... 'the hot one in the band.' I just see him. I just see the man I love," Emma answers thoughtfully with a shrug, looking up to stare into my eyes.
"I believe that's the most genuine answer I've ever gotten to a question," the reporter says with a laugh. "Okay, back to you, Jones. How do you feel about the new album The Enemies have released?"
"I think it's absolutely fantastic. We worked hard to get this far and I couldn't be prouder of how much we've accomplished."
"Wonderful, and one last question before I set you off to the rest of this sea of reporters, how do you feel knowing that the head of the 'Spinnin' Records' record label watched your concert tonight?"
"To be honest, I hadn't a clue that he was here," I answer, pleasantly surprised.
"Well good luck to you with that, Killian Jones, as well as good luck to the rest of the band. If it helps at all, the head of 'Spinnin' Records' is right over there," the reporter says, pointing him out to me.
"Brilliant, thank you very much," I say appreciatively.
After speaking briefly with the head of the record label, our numbers are exchanged and I'm nearly certain only good fortune can come from it.
I sign a few more things for fans, answer a bunch more questions with Emma, and finally, the venue gets closed up and Emma and I head to the parking lot.
I open the door to the Limo I called for us and she blushes, a smile growing on her face.
"Thank you," she says shyly.
"Of course, love," I answer with a smile, dropping a kiss on her lips before climbing in beside her.
"Où est-ce que vous voulez aller?" the driver asks.
Where would you like to go?
"À la Tour Eiffel, s'il vous plaît," I reply.
To the Eiffel Tower, please.
"Ah oui, c'est vraiment beau la nuit," the driver says with a smile.
Oh yes, it's really beautiful at night.
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