Chapter 30
Jazz POV
"So were still doing this?" George asked nervously. "Yes, it's gonna be fun." He smiled at me. It is the second time I'm going on a trip without my parents. First time was LA with my two best friends. Back then, I would never imagine that I'd stand here, right now, waiting for a plane to France with my boyfriend.
We got to our seats and George being the little child he is, wanted the window seat. He seemed nervous which I didn't understand since it wasn't his first time on a plane. "George are you okay?" I asked worriedly. "Y-yeah." He stuttered. Lies, I thought by myself. "George, don't tell me you're afraid. You've done this before." I giggled and he glared at me. "No matter how many times I do this, I will always hate flying." He admitted and I grabbed his hand. "Well nothing's going to happen. And if something happens, like a crash or something then we can say we died together, in love." I said and he furrowed his eyebrows. "You're not helping." He mumbled and I pecked his lips. "I wasn't trying to help you."
I was happy that this flight was rather short. I love flying, I really do but sitting still for too long is not my thing and then that stupid jet-lag afterwards. Eugh awful.
We landed safely and George let out a sigh of relief which made me laugh. He was adorable! George went to get our luggage and after that we went to get a cab. "Qu'est-ce que c'est l'adresse?" The driver asked and George looked confused. Of course he had to come to France but didn't speak a word French. "He asked what the address was." I translated and he grabbed a piece of paper out of his pocket, probably the address. George whispered something in the man's ear and he nodded. With a confused look on my face, George pushed me in the car.
I didn't understand why he likes secrets and surprises so much. Like seriously, he didn't even want me to know what our hotel was. I sighed an laid my head on his shoulder while we made our way through Paris.
We arrived at the hotel and George's hands covered my eyes. "Seriously?" I asked and he giggled. He helped me out of the cab. He told me to keep my eyes closed while he paid the driver and I did as told, knowing that if I peaked, George would be annoyed.
"Okay you can open your eyes." He said excitedly. Holy shit. I turned my head toward George to see him with a big smile on his face. "George this is too much! I would have been just as happy with a small, cheap hotel you know." I said and he shrugged. "You deserve the best and that's exactly what I'm giving you." I smiled at his words and pulled his face towards mine. Or lips met for a gentle kiss full of passion and love. "Thank you though. I always wanted to stay in the Pullman hotel." I said and he smirked. "I knew you would. When I went home I called your brother and asked him what would make you happy. He said that you didn't like Paris but that you always wanted to come her and stay at the Pullman Paris Eiffel Tower Hotel so yeah here we are." He replied. Honestly there are no words that can describe how much I love this boy.
"This is huge!" I spoke in amazement. "I agree." George spoke up and hugged me from behind. "I say we leave the packing for later and we're going to explore Paris. Or more like the Eiffel Tower since we don't have that much time because I want to take you out for dinner tonight." He whispered in my ear and I nodded.
For the second time we got a taxi that drove us right in front of the Eifell Tower. We got out and paid the man. We weren't exactly right in front of it, we had to walk a little. "Whoa that thing is huge." I spoke. "It is, isn't it? Shall we?" He took me by the arm.
We took a lot of pictures. Under the Eiffel Tower. Right in front of it. On the right. On the left. Hell, we took a lot. "C'mon, let's go to the top." He smiled.
We took the stairs and we were almost in the half of them, when suddenly George spoke up. "Damn it how much stairs has this thing?" I laughed. "A lot." I said. "You were the one that wanted to come here and see the Eiffel Tower." I looked back at him. "Yeah well maybe I regret it. Or not." What did he mean by that?
After a few minutes we got up. It was already dark so all the lights were on in the city. "It's beautiful." George hugged me from behind. "It is." Is whispered. There weren't many people, I think we were the only ones up here with another couple. We just looked at the city that never sleeps and the stars above it. George let go of me a stepped a little closer to the edge.
"I LOVE YOU JAZMYN WRIGHT, I FREAKING LOVE YOU." He screamed.
"What are you doing?" I couldn't stop laughing, neither could he, what he just did was so cheesy but oh so sweet. "I'm just so in love with you, Jazmyn. I never felt this before. And I know that love is a shout into the void but we can do this, I love you." Wow, did he just really quoted John Green? Okay focus Jazz. I was just overwhelmed. Nobody ever said this to me.
"I don't know what to say other than that I love you." I grabbed him by his collar and kissed him like there was no tomorrow.
A/N
Okay so this was a filler but yeah... there will some mistake in this chapter but we'll edit it later. Hope you liked even though it was short but we really have to leave for our audition right now so yeah wish us good luck! Love you and
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