A Night In Paris~E.D.

Part 2

"You did what?" I say giggling.

"I was 8 okay." Ethan says joining in on the laughter.

We continue to walk down the street together. The beautiful city of Paris wrapped around us.

"Ethan?" I say.

"Hm." He says and looks at me.

"Why did you come up to me? I mean not that I'm not having a good time or anything, but...why me?" I say.

He starts to look down. I notice he's face is getting red.

"Well, uh, I don't know. I wanted to meet knew people here, I uh." He looks away and smiles.

"Well I uh I thought you were gorgeous as soon as I laid eyes on you." He says looking back at me.

I smile at him and blush.

"I wanna take you somewhere tonight." I say.

"Okay." He replies.

"Meet me at this address at midnight." I say writing it down and handing him the paper.

He smiles.

"Bye, Ethan." I say.

"Bye, Athena."

'

I've had this feeling ever since I met Ethan. I don't know what it is, and I don't know why I'm having it.

Well I kind of do.

Ethan is perfect. He sweet, funny, and very handsome.

He has made me so happy and I just met him this morning.

This almost seems too good to be true.

'

I'm sitting here outside of the building waiting for Ethan. Every second that goes by I become more and more anxious.

What if he doesn't show up?

What if he was too good to be true?

Maybe I just made him up and everything was a part of my imagination.

And then there he was.

He was walking right up to me with a smile on his face.

"You came." I say smiling.

"Why wouldn't I?" He asks.

"Come on, I wanna show up something." I say.

I hold out my hand and Ethan grabs it.

As soon as our hands met, I had a tingle feeling all of my arm.

We went up the building and ended up on the rooftop.

There it was.

Paris.

Beautiful Paris.

"Wow." Ethan says gazing at the Eiffel Tower in front of us.

"It's beautiful." He says.

We stare out at the lights for a minute until Ethan speaks up.

"Athena." Ethan says.

I turn to him.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Helping me find myself." He says.

I smile at him.

We spend ours on the rooftop. It was like nothing could go wrong.

Everything was perfect.

And just when I thought things couldn't get any better, this happened.

"Athena." Ethan said standing up.

"Yes, Ethan." I say standing up with him.

He moves closer and put his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him.

I wrap my arms around his neck.

"Beau." He whispers.

{"Beautiful."}

I smile.

Our faces are inches apart.

We both stand still.

"Embrasse-moi déjà." I whisper.

He gives me a kind of confused look.

I giggle.

"It means kiss me already." I say.

He then leans in and connects his lips to mine.

It was like everything was going in slow motion.

His lips moved with mine.

He hands pulled my body close to his.

Everything was perfect.

What a night in Paris.