Young Collective - Cole Sprouse

Chapter twenty-two

"I left my spare toothbrush at the hotel." I frown. Cole and I sit in a lounge by ourselves at the airport, we board in 30 minutes. Cole lays on my legs, his head in my hands. I play with his hair slowly.

"Just get another one in Paris." He replies.

"Mm." I mumble. "Don't people usually get the train to France- from the UK. I mean Yeah isn't it not that far?" I ask.

"Yeah but the view isn't nearly as good as it is from the plane." He says.

"Naturally." I smirk. I watch his eyes close and I continue to massage his head. We're both in grey nap wear. I can't wait for all the paparazzi at the Parisian airport to catch us in these looks. I look out onto the planes. They're all huge, but the one we are boarding is tiny compared. It sits behind the bigger ones, we have to walk out onto the tarmac to board. It's not a commercial flight, only myself and the Riverdale team are flying. Cole insisted we got our own lounge though. I don't know why. I think he likes the peace and quiet.

"Where are we staying in Paris?" I ask. He clears his throat as he rolls his eyes open and says,

"Somewhere nice."

I sigh. I'm overtired and I just want to board the flight already. I grab my phone and look at all my missed calls and texts. Cole posted a photo of me earlier that grabbed a lot of attention. I have all my notifications turned off now.

"We gotta go soon El." Cole mumbles. He's now hugging my thigh, half asleep.

"Better wake up buddy." I push him off me. He protests and moans but I eventually get him in an upright position.

He rubs his eyes like a child and blinks a few times. His puffy cheeks are stained red from my leg, and his hair is all askew.

"You look really cute right now." I smirk. Gathering my belongings. Cole doesn't move, just stares at me.

"I think you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen Elora."