Last Kiss in Paris

Chapter 13 - Kung Fu in the Louvre

Suggested Song: Bad Things by Machine Gun Kelly and Camilla Cabello

Am I out of my head?
Am I out of my mind?
If you only knew the bad things I like
Don't think that I can explain it
What can I say, it's complicated
Don't matter what you say
Don't matter what you do
I only wanna do bad things to you
So good, that you can't explain it
What can I say, it's complicated

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"What an epic night," Alexander declared, as he collapsed onto his bed that night.
"Ha, yup," Luc said.
"Remember when you fainted? Sophie almost collapsed under your weight."
"Don't get me started on how I found myself sitting next to freaking Lil Vodka when I woke up."
"Boi, we heard your scream way before anyone noticed you were awake," Sadipoh said. "You missed out on your first kiss, dude! If only you hadn't been so weakened after a mediocre performance."
"Shut up, I bet you were wishing to have your ass up there like me."
"Jokes, it was awesome. You deserved to win your first Evolve the Frog game right there and then."
"And it was me who gave out my number and autograph to a bunch of hot girls."
"Ok I get the point, you're popular, I'm not," Sadipoh shook his head, grinning.

"You'll be regretting that when we get home," Alek said, yawning. "You sign up to any of those record labels yet?"
"I've got a dozen or so business cards; I might consider after we get home and do some research."
"Ooh, and Lil Chan will be airmailing you your prize, remember?" Sadipoh added eagerly. "I wonder what it'll be."
"Anyways, while you were out cold dreaming about your big ego, you missed out on like, the biggest celeb moment of the year," Alek continued.
"I know!" Luc said. "Why the heck did I have to miss that?"
"You should've seen it dude," Alexander said. "It was so sudden, we were so shocked that I doubt anyone filmed it."
"Filmed what?" Buvhi came into the room. "Oh yeah, the proposal. You missed out on soo much!"
"So I've been told," Luc replied.
"Well boys, it only took an extra Lil Diaps autograph for Johnson to let the girls sleep in our room."
"Why the hell are girls gonna be sleeping in our room!?" Sadipoh squealed.
"Surprise!" Saige bounded into their room, carrying a pillow, sheets and pyjamas, followed by Sophie and Amrisha. "We're having a sleepover, to celebrate Luc and Lil Chan!"

"You didn't have to," Luc muttered, catching Sophie's eye. She beamed back.
"Stop making lovey eyes to each other," Sadipoh interrupted. "I dibs my bed to myself. Soph can share with Luc, the other two can take Pierre's bed, and the sofa."
"Where is Pierre?" Alexander asked. "Also, I do not want to wake up in the middle of the night hearing those two make out below my bed."
"Pierre is still at the party. I think Amrisha can take his bed," Alek said.
"No way," Saige said firmly. "We brought sheets to sleep on the ground; one of us on the sofa. End of story."
"Noo," Alexander protested. "M'lady, the least I can do is take your place on the floor, and you shall have my bed."

Soon later, everyone had packed away their new Lil Chan merch, and had gotten ready for bed. Three mattresses had been taken off the bunks, where Alexander, Luc and Buvhi slept, on the floor. They had insisted the girls at least sleep on the beds with their sheets.
"So, tell me exactly what happened," Luc said in the darkness.
"Well," Amrisha began. "Lil Chan had just finished her last song when the lights went out. Like, it was pitch black."
"Then, the spotlight went on Lil Chan," Saige said.
"You should've seen it. Everyone was panicking, like it was a terrorist attack or something," Buvhi added.
"Pøsed Watermaløne swung down on some vine or string, and landed very neatly on the floor right in front of her," continued Saige.
"You know how he was shirtless when they performed 'Bruce Lee', well this time he had changed to a suit and...wait for it..."
"He cut his hair!" Sadipoh finished. "He had those long blonde dyed dreads for months already - we saw him with them, well when we saw him again he had it cut much shorter, and had those shaved sides and a manbun."
"It was a lot less gross looking," Alek said. "And he was singing that Elvis Presley love song - he is really good. He knelt down, held her hands, blah blah. Then, roses and balloons and confetti rained down on them as he finished the song and proposed. Then she said yes and they smooched and there were fireworks. Then the lights came back on and all the girls were like crying."
"Well I mean it was sooo cute!" Amrisha exclaimed.
"So much lurve on this trip," Buvhi said.
"Well it is Paris," said Luc. "Aaand Alek my dude, are you not depressed anymore after this concert?" There was no answer.
"No? Well I guess exposing you to love hasn't gotten rid of the heartbreak."
"Some heartbreak," Amrisha heard herself murmuring, before falling into a deep sleep.