Finding You ||RB

dieciséis

{Romeo}

"So why don't we just call the number?" Seb asked.

"And say what, Hi, we're friends of a girl who's gone missing, you're partly to blame and we want to know why?" I joked.

"Perfect" Seb didn't get the joke and he hit dial on the number on my phone screen.

"Seb, No!" Alba yelled but it was too late. Someone was on the line.

"Bonjour" A French accent spoke.

"Hi, are you Belle Charron?" I asked praying she could speak English.

"You must be Romeo Beckham" Thank god she spoke English. "I was told you and some friends were told to contact us"

"Yeah, that's right. I believe you have to do with the disappearance of Asha Blanco." There was a silence.

"That girl was a pretty girl, well mannered and didn't dissever what Louis did." Her accent was thick but I could still understand her and so could the others.

"Louis was the other guy on Asha's lost," Seb yelled in realisations and Brooklyn put a hand over his mouth. "She's on speaker, Belle can hear us."

"What did Louis do?" I asked.

"Oh Romeo" She started, "That son of a bitch broke that girl, I knew France was her escape but he went and ruined it. When she told me what he done I could have cried. Asha didn't dissever it. Then when she told me not to tell anyone when she left I had to keep her word. I couldn't let her be found. It was what she wanted and after all that, she should have got what she wanted. "

"What did he do?" I almost yelled at her.

"I can't tell you over the phone Romeo, Asha didn't want me to. She told me, Louis and I had to meet you and your friends and we'd tell you then. Can you come to Paris?" She asked.

I looked at everyone and they shrugged. "We can't just disappear to Paris?" Alba almost yelled but I shook my head, "We're going, I need answers."

"Sure, I'll look for tickets now and I'll text you okay?" I explained to her.

"Sure, Romeo. I shall see you and your friends soon. Au Revoir" And with that, she hung up.

"Pass me laptop Seb," I told him pointing to my MacBook on the desk behind him.

She passed me it and I opened up google and looked for flights. "Easyjet, 11:10 to Paris. Four seats left." I sighed in relief as I went to book it.

I got in on my dad's credit card and we started rushing around for things for the trip. We all brought a small hand luggage and we set off Paris. Hoping this would be the last stop before Mila and Asha.