Beth's POV~ Present Day
Jack's fingers intertwine with mine as we walk without a particular destination. We don't speak, partly because we wouldn't be able to hear each other anyway, and partly because we don't even need the words to tell each other how we feel. We already know. Right now, he's ecstatic, and I'm happier than I've been in years. Disneyland is good at doing that.
Once we hit the crowd of people, our strides shorten until we are at a standstill, waiting for the others to pass. I glance down to our non-walking feet and smile.
"You have the tiniest feet I have ever seen!" Jack laughed and lightly kicked my feet for emphasis as we sat waited on the tube.
"My feet are not tiny!" My voice raised an octave, like it usuallly does when I lie.
"Sorry, love. I know you hate to hear about how beautiful and amazingly cute and dainty your little tiny feet are," he smiled as I laughed.
"How can a foot be beautiful?" I wondered aloud.
"Wel, it can be a part of you."
"Cheeseball."
"You love it."
"I love you."
"And I love your feet. Looks like we're even."
I don't realize our path is clear, but I feel a tug on my hand that pulls me out of my reverie.
"Il est Jack et Beth!" I hear from somewhere behind us. We turn around to face the voice to find a girl around 12. Jack looks at me helplessly as she babbles.
"Je m'appelle Charlotte et j'ai trieze ans et JE T'AIME!!!" she squeals. I crouch down to her level and smile.
"Salut Charlotte! Je m'appelle Beth et il s'appelle Jack. J'ai vingt ans," I chuckled as I threw her words back at her, "Merci de nous soutenir. Je t'aime!"
"Tu est tres belle!" she smiled and twirled a strand of my hair.
"Vous êtes plus jolie," I assured her and she blushed.
"Sont vous les gars vont se marier?" she asks innocently.
Are you guys going to get married?
For once I'm glad Jack can't speak French.
"Peut-être un jour," I reply, suddenly shy. Maybe someday, the words repeat themselves in my head.
"Il sera votre heureux pour toujours, non?"
He'll be your happily ever after, right?
I look up to Jack to see him smiling back at me, pure love evident in his expression.
"Il sera," I assured Charlotte.
He will.
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We take a quick picture with her before she runs off to the Dumbo ride.
"Though I hate to not be able to help you, I love to watch you. Foreign languages are extremely hot," he remarks. I roll my eyes but can't help a smile.
"Really though, what was she saying?" he asks.
I stop in my tracks.
"Um.. Oh would you look at that! They're all back from Space Mountain! Let's go say hi!" I spot the rest of our group coming towards us and drag him along to go meet up with them.

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Even If. {A Jacksgap Fanfiction}
Fiksi Penggemar"You'd love me? Even if it's not you who I choose?" I whispered to him. "Even if," he swore. *_*