mistaken
He stepped out of his hotel, a new day had started. He didn't know for sure Martina was here, but if she was, she would definetely go to the eiffeltower.
He remembered exactly what he told her, she had their entire honeymoon already mapped out.
She was still leaning against my upper arm, telling her plan of our honeymoon. "We would first get into the most luxurious hotel, which you would pay of course" She giggled out as I raised my eyebrow.
"Then we would stay there the first evening, just being with each other. We would laugh, have fun, enjoy being a married couple" She told me, totally going up in her story. I loved it how she got lost in her own imagination.
"The next morning we'd wake up, eat our gorgeous breakfast in the beautiful dining room. Then we'd walk out of the hotela and go for some shopping. I would drag you into all women shops and dress up for you. You'd try to find clothes for me, but would fail miserably." She laughed out making me look insulted.
"Hey!" I said on a fake hurt tone. She laughed more and continued telling.
"Then we'd have lunch in a gorgeous restaurant while you would hold my hand through the entire lunch. Then we would walk back into the city of Paris, watching street artists and some beautiful highlights of the city. Then we'd find a guitar player who was playing the most gorgeous song ever" She closed her eyes, totally feeling what she was saying.
"You would twirl me around and hold me close, making me giggle as usual. I would hide myself in your chest cause I was blushing again. You'd then smile at me and kiss me upon my hair" She explained happily, meaning every word she was saying.
"After some more dancing and walking around the city it would be time for dinner. You would take me to a luxurious restaurant as we would eat there. The waiter would then wink at me, making you your adorable self again" I opened my mouth at her words. She opened her eyes and lift her head to look up at me. She laughed as I just looked insulted.
"Then after dinner you would take my hand and pull me with you. We'd walk for a long time, admiring the French culture around us. You'd put your hands in front of my eyes just before we arrived. We would walk some more until you stopped us."
"Your hands would leave my eyes and I'd see the huge eiffeltower in front of my eyes. I would turn around and jump right in your arms, circling my arms around your neck. I'd kiss you in front of the eiffeltower, being happier than ever."
"I then would jump out of your warm arms and run towards the huge highlight of Paris. I would pull you with me and let you take my pictures while I did model poses in front of the eiffeltower. You'd laugh and then happily take my pictures" She finished, moving herself on my lap now.
I smiled and kissed her pink lips after staring at them for some seconds. She held her hands on my cheeks while kissing me back. I was happy, she made me happy.
Just then he realized he was already in front of the eiffeltower. He smiled at the beautiful sightseeing of Paris. He walked closer towards it, imagining what Martina must've imagined when they were laying on that couch.
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Martina woke up in her beautiful hotel in the center of Paris. Her eyes fluttered softly open as she immediately sat up straight. She smiled at the huge room around her. She stood up from the soft, white bed.
She yawned deeply and rubbed her eyes awake. The sweater that was covering her body was a male sweater, she bought it in Seville cause they are just so comfortable.
She walked towards the closed grey curtains and opened them. The beautiful view of the city of Paris was shown in front of her brown eyes. She looked over the city, lots of people were already in it.
Martina smiled before turning away from the window, she dressed up in the few clothes that were in the small bag. She walked to the bathroom and washed her face. She brushed her hair with the clean brush that was already laying there.
She stepped out of the bathroom and sat down in a random chair that was standing in her room. She looked at the view out of the huge window.
"Just tell me already and stop being such a cliché guy from those movies" I whined while I tried to pull his hands off my eyes.
He laughed and turned me facing him as his hands slowly moved away from my eyes. Our faced were dangerously close, if either of us would move, we'd kiss. Not that that would be a problem.
"I thought you liked those movies" He breathed out, I could feel the tension between us. I had no clue where we were and if we were with other people but I couldn't care.
"I do, but just not in reality" I almost whispered back, feeling my body getting weak. He placed his hands on my waist, holding me steady, Through the entire process our eyes were locked with each other.
I inhaled sharply when his hand slowly moved up and down. I had no resistance left as I crashed my lips onto his. I immediately twirled my arms around his neck. He kissed me back with passion, holding tight onto my waist.
I then backed off and rapidly turned around. I saw a beautiful beach in front of me, a small blanket laying on the sand. It was surrounded by lightened candles. I smiled at his cuteness.
I felt how he stood beside me and stroke our hands over each other. He then laced his warm fingers with mine. I turned my happy face towards him as I saw him smile proudly. He started running towards the blanket which was laying full of food, pulling me with him.
We sat down on the blanket and I ate most of the food, making me him laugh. Jerk. "You're eating all the food" He laughed as I slapped him.
"I'm just hungry" I whined out. He moved himself so he sat beside me, wrapping an arm around me. I took a piece of chocolate from the basket and placed it inside his mouth. He smiled and swallowed it.
"You're cute" He whispered in my ear. I blushed and held him tightly. He leaned on his arms behind him as I layed my head down on his chest. We stared at the sunset, it was beautiful.
It made the sky reddish, it was like a real life painting. You could hear the calming sounds of the sea and before I knew it, I fell asleep on his chest.
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