Late For French - (Fransykes)

Chapter 27

A/N: Hello lovelies, can I just say how overwhelmed I am by all your concerns and love from my last authors note about my mental health 😭You all showered me with so much love and support and I'm entirely grateful, I love you all so much!! ❤️❤️ But honestly, I am okay please don't worry! I'm a lot better than what I was a couple of months ago and i'm looking on the bright side now so, all is okay :)

Just a lil reminder, December is quickly approaching and its the month where I am super busy with work, birthdays and Christmas etc and I don't get hardly any time to myself to write so if you don't hear from me over that month, don't worry i'm just working or sleeping xD But I will be back or course. If I find the time I'll try to write again, either this story or another of mine (any suggestions?) But if not, Merry Christmas my loves 🎄

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Oliver's POV

"What the hell were you thinking, Oli? Do you want to be expelled?!" Lynn scolds me when we meet back from coming down from the tower.

I roll my eyes at her for being all dramatic but she just continues to death stare me.

"Relax, Lynn, I'm not going to be expelled."

"How do you know? Mr Franceschi can easily report your behaviour back to Mr Bennington when we get back home and I'm pretty sure you're on your last and final warning Oli!"

"He's not going to say anything. It was just a bit of fun, he was being boring and I thought I'd spice things up a bit." I shrug and she just glares at me as if I was crazy.

We were browsing around some tourist stores that were selling cheap tacky souvenirs of the Eiffel Tower or just of Paris in general. I really wanted to bring home a gift for Tom and these items were more in my price range. I come across a rack of key rings all in the shape of the main city attractions. I pick up two of the Eiffel Tower, one for Tom and one for Josh, I know they're super cheesy but it's the thought that counts I guess.

"You need to stop being so careless," My best friend continues to complain.

"And you need to start being more adventurous." Her eyes widen at my comment causing me to burst into laughter. She was honestly a saint, she needs to let go and have some reckless fun.

I move on to the clothing section, many t-shirts and hoodies with the slogan that said "I <3 Paris" on them, extremely cringe worthy. But my eyes fall on to the underwear section and I couldn't help but reach for the tacky pair of boxers which scream out to me.

I pick up a pair of black silky boxers which had the slogan written on the back of them. Oh yeah, Josh will totally dig me in these, just another excuse for him to look at my butt.

"Oh my god, you can't be serious!" Lynn squeals in disgust.

"Why not?"

"Because they're tacky and vile and besides, who's even going to see you in them?"

"You never know, I might hook up with a hot Frenchman while I'm out here." I wink whilst nudging her in the arm and she cringes at my crude attitude.

"Yeah right, good luck with that." She pats me on the shoulder walking off to look at something which wasn't embarrassing tacky underwear.

Little did she know that the hot Frenchman was only standing a few feet away outside the store, waiting for us and the rest of the students to finish buying souvenirs to take home. I was definitely buying the boxers and I was going to plan an occasion to wear them for my cute, French boyfriend to admire me in them.