💋One night in Paris💋

Maybe it was

Joe's POV
Last night was incredible. To think that twenty four hours ago I was bantering back and forth with Tom on the way to the airport, ready to attend a wedding and most likely get drunk beyond the limits, and now I was laid in my underwear with a gorgeous Australian red head in a hotel in Paris, is pretty insane. I never would have imagined this, but I wouldn't change it, never in a million years.

I woke up to the Parisian air blowing into the room via the windows, which also had bright sun rays going through them, lighting up the room. I flickered my eyes open to see the clock on the wall over the head of red hair that I had ran my hands through last night, feeling her luscious locks underneath my finger tips. The time read nine o clock, we had to leave by eleven so we had time. We were both laid in our underwear underneath the sheets which weren't the neatest. She was cuddled up into me, her body pressed into mine and one of her legs through mine, one of my arms around her waist, holding over her toned stomach. My other arm was by my head, sprawled out across the pillow. After a few minutes, I decided we should probably get up.

Dianne's POV
I was spooning with Joe in my sleep, damn he was good. Last night was probably the best sex I've ever had, maybe it was where we were but whichever girl he chooses is one lucky lady, but I know that's not me as I'm flying over to Australia today. It was bittersweet, but I'm glad that we made the most of the time we had together. "Di...." He said, stroking my hair with his finger tips. I just snuggled closer into him, I didn't want to get up. I turned over to face him, opening my eyes slowly. "Morning." I said, my voice a little croaky. "Do you reckon they heard us?" I asked, realising that we were pretty loud. He just chuckled. "It's a hotel in Paris, what would they expect?" He said, that did make me laugh. "But who cares." Joe adds, leaning his head on his hand that was rested on the pillow. "Exactly, and we're probably not the only ones." I say, him nodding and looking sweetly into my eyes. He just kissed my lips once. "Now as much as I think we'd love round two, we do have flights to catch." He says which does make me giggle. After a few moments of kissing and cuddling and bed, we had to talk about something.

"We should still keep in contact of course." I started, Joe nodding. "Obviously, but I don't think it's going to be possible to have a relationship where we live completely different lives." He said, me sadly nodding. "So what do we call this? Because it wasn't a one night stand." I say, it wasn't, we were both sober and we had met that morning. But then it hit me, it sort of was. He gave me a guilty look, me exchanging the same look. "Or maybe it was?" I say, him chuckling and nodding.

"It's such a shame though, this could have been the start of something so much more." He said as we sat in the airport, head in his hands. "I know, but it just can't happen right now." I reassure. "I want this as much as you do believe me, but with everything going on, it isn't the right time. You've got your movie premiere, I've got my dancing." I explain, him nodding and kissing my forehead. "It's just horrible." I say, sobbing slightly. "Hey hey, it's fine, listen." He says, taking both of my hands in his. "If two people are meant to be together, they'll eventually find their way back." He said, me nodding and blinking back tears. "I know, I know."

"All boarding flight 34BD2 to Perth the gate is now open."

I sighed, standing up and him doing the same. "I'll see you around?" I asked, him nodding and kissing my cheek. "Yeah, have a safe flight."

"Bye Dianne."

"Bye Joseph."

I took one last look at him before making my way to the gate, I hated doing this, every part of it but I knew it was the right thing, it was just one night out of my entire life, I had to let go otherwise I could just spent the rest of my life wondering if I would ever see him again. After all,

It was just one night in Paris.

Joe's POV

When she walked away, I sighed and sat back down in my seat, that was that. I didn't want to see her go, and will probably hate myself in the future for it, but I had so much going on in my life and so did she, neither of us had space for a serious relationship. I didn't want to hold her back from her dreams, that would be one of the worst things I could do. She could go on to do Strictly, become a pro on the show, do dance tours and magazine shoots, there was no way on heavens earth I was going to prevent her from doing that.

All because of that one night in Paris.

Before I knew it I was entering arrivals at Dublin airport, alone. I dragged my case behind me, I was still low in spirit but I did know that once I was with Tom, I would soon be drunk dancing and laughing until my stomach hurt. I took a look around the airport, there were hundreds, if not thousands of people, but I couldn't find one Thomas Cassell.

"Joseph Sugg, top of the morning to ya!" I heard a familiar voice shout from the crowds. My eyes scanned the room, only to find Tom waving his hands around like a mad man and smiling eagerly at me. "Tom!" I cheered, him making his way through the crowds, jumping and tip toeing excitedly, he looked like an excitable child. He ran over to me, engulfing me in the biggest hug I've had in my life, leaping straight into my arms, luckily I caught him. "Tom, how are you doin mate?" I asked excitedly, I was so glad to be reunited with my best friend again.

Tom's POV
When I leapt into Joe's arms and gave him a massive cuddle, my head was next to his neck and he smelt...exactly like a girl. He reeked of perfume, it was unmistakable. this was going to be interesting. "Tom, how are you doin mate?" He asked excitedly, we both pulled away.

"How are you doing?" I smirked, giving him the "I know what you've been doing." and "don't lie to your mother" look, crossing my arms and looking him dead in the eyes, he looked confused. "I think what I'm trying to say is what happened last night?" I asked, him chuckling awkwardly. "Oh, yeah it happened. We both said that it would be too hard to start a relationship, so we just left it as it was." He said, I gave him a sympathetic hug. "That's understandable, and you might meet again. But for now, let's go to the hotel, I'm starving."

We were both laid in our super comfortable beds and were on our phones, having a laugh. "You know, I kinda had a feeling it was going to happen." I said, him chuckling. "Really?" "Yeah, and I have to ask, was she good?" I asked, him nodding and sitting back. "Really good, you'll get me all flustered just thinking about it." He said which made me laugh. "You are something else." I said, both of us in fits of laughter at this point.