Are you insane? You can't just leave! He'll sue you!'
'Sofie...calm down. I think he was tired of me anyways. And he doesn't know where I am' I sighed trough the phone.
My friend is really overprotective. But she is very wise and beautiful. She has been dating some Korean guy, Kim Namjoon, for a while. They seem very happy. I hope I can find something like that someday.
'I need to hang up, my taxi is here'
'Okay but please stay safe and update me about your trip. Love you!'
'Love you too'
I hopped in the car and told the driver where the hotel is. He looked at me like I was insane for going to such an expensive hotel while being this young. But he drove off.
As I am looking trough the window, I see the beautiful sea. Monaco is so beautiful. I see happy people walking around and kids playing. I noticed some cute restaurants and a French guy playing a guitar.
After 20 minutes, the taxi stopped infront of a beautiful building. I payed the driver some money and I stepped out of the taxi.
The 'portier' guy takes my suitcases out of the cab and we both enter the giant lobby.
After checking in and getting my roomkey, I head to the elevators. I press the number of my 'étage' and the elevator starts going up. As I walk out of the elevator, I bump against a person and fall.
'Oh mon dieu, excuse moi. I didn't see there was a person in the elevator' a voice says
'How can you not see that there is a -' I'm starting to look up and I suddenly see a French God staring worried at me.
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Wow.
He's so darn hot!
He's waiting for me to finish my sentence.
'It's okay!' I smile at him.
'No it's not. Did you get hurt? You fell pretty hard' he smiled back
Yes I fell for you. I'm glad I didn't say that outloud
I noticed my ankle hurts and my lip starts bleeding because I fell on my face. He noticed it too.
'Let me help you, where is your room?' The French God said.
'Um it's number 201'
'Come on let's go'
He helped me up and we started walking to my suite while I'm holding onto him. He smells so good. He unlocks the door of my suite.
The room is really big, it's like I'm in a movie. He helps me on the couch and goes to the bathroom to get an EHBO box.
'I think we might need to infect that bruise on your ankle...ummm...'
'Y/n'
'Nice to meet you. My name is Pierre, Pierre Boulanger'
'Boulanger?' I started to laugh 'That means baker right?'
'Oh my God stop there, I heared that like a 1000 times' he laughed while taking care of my ankle.
'I'm sorry. Don't worry, I love bread. I like to eat baguettes you know...'
Oh God. Why did I say that. I'm making this akward.
He looks up to me and smirks.
'Well, you can call me Mr. Baguette'
We both start laughing.
He stayed with me for a while because he felt really guilty because of the incident. He told me that he is the son of the hotel manager and just started working here. He's doing some random stuff around the hotel to see what fits him best. But his father expects Pierre to take his place and become manager too.
'I actually never told this to anyone, but I want to be an actor. I'm taking a few acting classes but my dad sees it as a hobby.'
'That's really cool' I said even tho I had a bad experience with an actor.
Suddenly Pierre hits the table. For no reason at all.
'Merde! Je suis tarde!' He screams as he is looking at his watch.
'Quoi?' I tried to say but my french isn't that good lol.
'I'm late for the meeting my father had planned. I forgot the time. I need to go!'
'Already an hour passed by? Woah!' I said shooked, my wig flew off.
While he was getting his coat on and making his way to the door, he looked at me and stood still.
Well actually, the word 'looking' is an understatement. He stared at me. I gave him a confused look.
'You're not like them' he said
'Like who?'
'Like the people who usually stay in suites like this. They are so high on themselfs and appreciate nothing. But you're not like that, you're different.'
'Thank you...?' I almost bursted out an uWu
'Meet me tonight. At the lobby at 8. I want to take you somewhere.'
'Um sure...'
'I swear I'm not a creep' he smirked and then walked out the door.
