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Frank's POV

I'm on a plane right now with Aurelia, Tyler and Mary. We're on our way to a hotel in Paris, where I am going to play a show.

Aurelia has her head on my lap, she's sleeping. We have been together for a while now, and truthfully I think I love her.

"So anyways, yea the fashion show was fucking tight" Tyler says pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Ha Frank wasn't even listening" Mary says.

"Yea all he does is dote on his little bitch now" Tyler says jokingly while making a face.

"Don't call her a bitch" I say seriously.

She starts to stir in my lap. My chest feels so tight because the feeling of wanting to hold her and protect her for the rest of my life comes over me.

She inhales sharply before sitting up. I grab her shoulders and pull her into my arms and say,

"You sleep okay?"

"Yea, I had a really good dream" She says in a groggy morning voice.

"Tell me what happened" I say interested in everything that happens in her little head.

She starts to explain a dream where we both were on a rooftop, wearing the clothes of a bride and groom, and just dancing and talking.

"Okay, fuck y'all. I'm gonna go get my dick sucked in the bathroom" Tyler says while grabbing Mary's hand.

Aurelia starts to laugh uncontrollably.

"How the fuck do you even put up with Tyler" She manages to say.

"Ah, I love him" I say.

Soon enough we were all at a big hotel in Paris where you could see the Eiffel Tower from a window in the bedroom.

Tyler and Mary have their own rooms. It's a rainy day here and it makes the room look blue.

Aurelia plops down onto the bed and sprawls out.

"You know I have my show later tonight so don't get too comfortable"

I say while looking in my bag for my weed.

"I know I'm just really tired and jet lagged" She says.

"You slept for most of the plane ride, what are you talking about?" I say while laughing.

I find my weed and I turn around and she's on the bed still with just a tank top and her underwear.

"Hey, don't be a dick face" She says.

I put the blunt in my mouth and look out the window, snow has started to fall.

"How am I being a dick face, just making a joke" I say while looking for my lighter in my pockets.

Aurelia comes up from behind me and brings a lighter to the end of my blunt.

"No need to be passive aggressive neither " She says.

I furrow my eyes brows. How was I being passive aggressive?

"What the fuck are you talking about" I say while inhaling the weed. I am kinda tired and I don't see why she's making a big deal out of nothing.

I am getting agitated and you could hear it in my voice.

She looks shocked.

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