Alone (COMPLETED)

Moving Day {1} (Edited)

A/n: this song comes up later 👆

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(Y/N)s POV

I wake up to my alarm going off at 8:00.

I already packed my things to go to Paris and made sure Tori, my best friend, had her things ready to go.

Even though New York was my home, I think it's time to move on. That including my father.

"Are you ready to move to Paris! I'm soo nervous!" Tori said interrupting my thoughts

"Yup! I hope it's nice over there, apparently we're living with a boy our age and his father" I reply

"Ooh, I hope he's cute!"

I laugh "I'm not into that kind of thing and you know that."

"I know I know but c' mon! Paris is the city of love!"

"And broken hearts" I mumble

She rolls her eyes "let's just go, you got your stuff?"

I nod and I grab my 4 bags plus a backpack. My backpack has all my personal stuff like my phone, airpods, laptop, chargers, and food for the ride.

I probably sound like a spoiled brat because I'm going to Paris on a private jet, being one of the hottest models in NYC, and having all the latest devices and such but I try not to be. My father once said 'It's good to have money and the things that money can buy, but It's good, too, to check up once in a while and make sure you haven't lost the things that money can't buy' And I take that to heart.

My Butler than comes in and says "let me take those Ms. (L/N)." He takes 2 bags but I insisted on carrying the rest.

We walked out of the house and loaded them into a limo nearby. I thank Herold and go inside the car. I see Tori following me in the car too, talking about our future adventures in Paris.

All of a sudden Tori snaps silent and I look over to the car door to see Mother coming in.

She sits down grabbing a glass of champagne her maid gave her and turned her head to me.

"(Y/n) we have private things to discuss when we get there, and Tori," she stops to look at her "I'm absolutely delighted that you considered adoption"

She nods quietly

Tori's parents died in a shoot out at a nearby gas station about a week ago. My mother stepped in and wanted to adopt her. It was only until yesterday that she signed the adoption papers. All she said was she didn't want to be alone when we move to Paris and she said it would be nice to have me as a sister. But I still worry about her, she isn't the same as she used to be...I guess I don't blame her, it was the same for me when my dad died.

"(Y/n) I heard the Agreste boy is single, why don't you see if you like him" Mother says

"Mother I thought we discussed this and if I remember correctly I said I had no interest in dating, let alone him" I reply

"Well, Gabriel and I agreed that you should be his fake girlfriend. You don't have to like him."

"W-What! I don't want to-" I protest but only to be interrupted by a very angry mom

"(Y/n) (M/n) (l/n) you will do as I say! I am your mother and this decision is FINAL" she strictly says

I look down "yes mother"

Her mood all of the sudden changes and she says happily "good! It'll be wonderful for business. Oh, and you have a shoot with him first thing tomorrow and I expect good behavior. Make it believable and please for the sake of everything good don't overdo it"

"Yes mother"

We then pull up to a small jet, other known as our private jet.

Tori and I took that as our cue to go and we hopped out of the car. But before I left I grabbed my backpack, going on the jet.

We were led to a certain area and mother was lead to her own personal area. I guess now we had the plane all to ourselves.

Tori then exclaims when she saw the inside of the jet "wow! You guys actually have your own servants! That's so cool!"

I nod disinterested "yeah I guess... let's just head to our seats before someone yells at us"

She nods and we find our seats which were right across from each other. We sit down getting settled.

Tori then yells "you guys have free internet on the jet too!"

"Yeah, you can watch whatever you want on Netflix. I'll just be listening to music" I say holding up my phone.

She nods and I put my earbuds and play the song 'Sweater Weather'

I start to sing along to it

All I am is a man
I want the world in my hands
I hate the beach
But I stand in California, with my toes in the sand
Use the sleeves of my sweater
Have an adventure
Head in the clouds...
Let my gravity center
Touch my neck and I'll touch yours...
You and those little high-waisted shorts ohh...

I look over to see Tori recording me and I raise an eyebrow.

"Whatcha doing?" I ask

She shrugs "your a really good singer (Y/n)," she stops recording "can I post this?"

I nod "sure"

She starts to upload it and I drift back into space.

This is going to be a long trip.

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A/n: I hope you liked the first chapter and don't worry you'll see our little croissant in the nest chapter. Anyways till the next chapter, later~