"God your eyes are so beautiful it actually hurts me to look at them because I know at some point I will have to look away," she snaps her attention over to me, which is when I realise I just said that out loud.
*TRIGGER WARNING* - anxiety attacks...
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We step out of the Elevator and it is quiet "Billie, where is everyone," I whisper,
"It's all ours, well for an hour it is," she smiles and I let go of her arm and run over to the edge.
"Billie are you seriously telling me we have an ice rink on the Eiffel tower to ourselves," I sound like a five-year-old on Christmas but to be honest that how I felt so it was all okay. We both walked over to the desk where a lady who spoke extremely good English helped us pick out our boots. "thank you Billie" I say, it was all I needed to say.
"will you stop saying thank you for you deserve everything you have and more, come here," she tried to pull me in for a hug, but as she did, I stepped onto the rink and skated tot he another side, proud of myself for not falling over. she too stepped onto the rink, and skated over to me making it look effortless.
"oh I see, so you only took me here to show off you skills I get it," I joke as she pulls me in for a hug.
"that's just a bonus," she sarcastically says back, as we stay, our arms entangled, watching the sunset over Paris. It was more than comfortable silence, yes, we were quiet on the outside, but really it was loud, our love spoke the words we couldn't and it was deafening, in the best way possible.
After that, we skated around in the last little section of daylight, falling over and laughing till our stomachs hurt.
Billie checked the time on her phone, and I wondered what possibly could be next. "you hungry," she raised an eyebrow and i nodded. "well thats good, because either way we were going to eat," I laughed at her bluntness.
we gave back our boots and got back into the lift. "bye Eiffel tower," I said as the lift started moving,
"Has anyone ever told you your five years old," Billie laughed.
"yes, and I told them that although I may have the mentality of a toddler, I can throw a pretty good punch," I stared pathetically punching the air, and Billie laughed.
the Lift doors opened, And I scrunched my face up, "Where are we," I asked.
"We went up a floor, not down," she smirks, and I playfully hit her shoulder for not telling me.
We walked hand in hand to this little restaurant, a few other people there, all eating food that smelt amazing. we were seated at a table, on a balcony looking over Paris, that was lit up beautifully.
*time skip*
"That was amazing," I say, shocked at how good food can be,
"I to that was crazy, want chocolate soufllé?"
"of course,"
"What is soufflé?" she whispers as the waiter is standing near by
"I have no idea," we giggle. The waiter takes our order, and raises an eyebrow at Billie's awful pronunciation of soufflé and then we then talk about how happy we are to be going back to LA again.
the dessert then came, we decided to share one, as to be honest we were way too full. "here goes," I say as we both put our spoons in.
"oh my god, this is amazing," we both say in unison. we laugh and carry on eating.
"This is crazy" I say
"what is,"
"that we are alive, and we can think and we can feel, and hat nothing really matters, but at the same time, nothing matter more,"
"We are all the same, completely pointless, but right now I feel luckier tha anyone else in the world," Billie says, looking out over the city, I look over to her and we make eye contact, her eyes a mix of the ocean and a stormy day. "Rory," she says, not breaking eye contact
"yeah?"
"I Love you," she says. my brain goes crazy She's lying. its a joke. this is where she dumps you. what if she isn't joking and she really does love you. what even is love.
"Billie?"
"yeah?"
"I love you too,"
we both stand up, and our lips collide, everything was so much better than perfect, it was almost as if my whole life was too good to be true right now.
