The Way He Loved Me

Part 11

The day that our plane ride to Paris finally came around was a happy one. I packed my clothes, and Tyler packed his, and it felt like we were husband and wife. He helped me carry my bags to the car, and when we got to the airport he helped get them out. He was trying to 'make up for over-reacting' when I had kissed him on the cheek. He felt responsible for my house burning down, and I let him lavish me with hugs and candy. I felt a little bad for him spending all of his money on me, but I loved knowing that this was the closest we were going to get to dating, so I didn't mind too much.

It was a long plane ride, but we finally landed in Paris. We flew first class, so all we did was sleep and eat. I could tell that Tyler was trying not to get upset again over his dad the whole plane ride because he popped in his earbuds and listen to music the whole flight.

When we finally got through customs and baggage claim, we saw Mrs. Potts with a giant sign that said 'Welcome to Paris. Home of cool sounding words.". We giggled about it, and Tyler ran up to his mom and gave her the biggest hug. I stood a little behind and watched them pull away with tears in their eyes. "I missed you mom."

"I know Tyler, I missed you too. Are you behaving?"

I had to make a joke. "No Mrs. Pott- I mean.. Mom. He has been the worst person who should be thrown in prison for breaking every girls heart."  I gave them the cheeziest smile ever.

Everybody laughed then, and Tyler made a face and punched me in the arm.  "That was supposed to be a secret!! God. You'll get me in trouble with mom."

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Paris was a lovely city, and even though we were there for Mr. Potts funeral, Tyler and I visited the Eiffel Tower. Exploring the Tower was a lot harder then it should've been, but we finally made it to the 'top' of the tower (It's really only as far as you can go), and we were proud of our long journey's success.  The top of the Eiffel Tower at night was extremely romantic, and witnessing a whole lot of kissing, and someone getting engaged while we were there made me red with envy. Why couldn't Tyler just.. Love me. We left a little earlier than we wanted to because it was starting to get a little awkward, and went back to the hotel.

The next day was filled with lots of black clothes, red roses, and a WHOLE lot of tears from everyone. Mr. Potts was a great man, and everybody loved him. At his funeral there was nothing but good words about what he did and who he was, and it made me a little sad that I didn't get to meet him.

I hung on to Tyler's arm the whole time, and hugged him more than once. I think that everyone thought that we were dating, but I didn't even care. Tyler was my best friend no matter what, and he was upset.

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The trip to Paris was only three days long, and it was the evening before we left at 4 o'clock in the morning. We were tired, but I was in Paris, so I vowed to kiss Tyler by the end of the evening.. I just didn't know how to make it happen. I had never kissed anyone in my life, and I didn't REALLY want to unless the moment begged for it. I didn't want to kiss him out of the blue. I wanted it to mean something.. but he was unusually happy, so I almost gave up.

It was Tyler's mom that insisted that we go back to the Eiffel Tower, because when we had gone before, it was still busy, and now we could see everything so much better. "Tyler, Allie. What better way to see all of Paris then by standing on top of the Eiffel Tower. I go every evening, and I see something new each time. Tonight is the night to go, because it's a holiday, so even though the tower is open, there won't be anyone on it. It will be gorgeous, and I think you'll thank me for it."

We had no choice, and Tyler was eventually persuaded by 'mom'. We were in walking distance of the Tower, and so we took a short five minute walk to it. We made our way into the empty tower. It really was gorgeous when nobody was around, and there was sweet violin music playing through the speakers when we got to the top. As we leaned on the balcony's railings to see the city, a really cold wind blew and I started shivering.

"Here, take my jacket." As he said that he was taking off his jacket and wrapping it around my shoulders. He had a sweater on, and I was jealous of the warmth.

"Thanks." I was blushing a bright red, and I hoped that Tyler would blame the cold air for my flushed cheeks.

"It really is beutiful up here. I'm glad that mom made us come." He was looking out on all of Paris, and the lights of the city made his blue eyes sparkle.

"Your mom didn't make me. I'm just glad she made you come." I blushed even deeper when I said this, because I was a little embarrased by it. I hadn't actually ment to say that outloud.

He looked at me and smiled. "Me too." He made me shiver from the amount of resistance I was putting into completely jumping him right then and there. "Are you still cold?" He ran his hand down my arm.

"A little." I didn't lie. The goosebumps he gave me made me shiver.

"Here," He grabbed my hands and made me wrap them around him and under the back of his sweater. "Your hands need to be warmed up too."

And he wrapped his arms around me underneath his jacket that I was wearing. "And my hands too."

He pulled me - very tenderly - closer to him. "And your body, because my jacket isn't warm enough for you."

I layed my head on his chest, and I could hear his heart beating like crazy. I hugged him even tighter, and one of his fingers started to trace light circles on my back.

I giggled a little. "Is my back cold too?" His heart sped up when I asked, but he played it cool.

"No. My fingers are just cold."

"Oh. Okay." His heart was so fast, and my heart was keeping up with his perfectly. "Hey, Tyler?"

I had decided. I was going to kiss him. I had to. His heart was beating a mile a minute, his fingers were lightly dancing on my back, and I had his jacket on. He liked me too. I knew it.

"Yes, Allie?" The way he said my name made my heart skip a beat. I could hear him chuckle ever so slightly to himself. I hoped he hadn't felt that.

I moved my head and looked up to his bright blue eyes. He was gorgeous, and I couldn't stand it. I debated in my head whether or noto kiss him, and right when I had decided to chicken out, he inerrupted my thoughts.

"If you're going to kiss me, then you might want to do it soon. I can't wait any longer." He surprised me.

"What?"

"I said, If you're going to kiss me, then-"

"I know what you said, I just... I mean.. It.. You.. Wait what???" I didn't let go of him. We didn't move, but my facial expression changed.

He smiled and laughed a little, and then he brought his head down to mine so that out foreheads were touching. "I vowed to never kiss you first becuase I didn't want to make any moves on you, but I'm about to break that if you don't kiss me soon dammit."

I smiled, and his eyes lit up with humor. I ususally hit him when he cussed, but I needed the little extra boost to make myself stop resisting and just kiss him. "I don't know how... to.. kiss you."

He moved his hands to my sides and pulled me closer then I could ever imagine possible. His lips were only inches from mine, and his breath was so inviting. "Just do it."

He leaned in even closer. "But.. But.. I d-don't know.. how.. t-to k-kiss you.." I moved my arms to his chest just in case I needed to push away because I didn't know if I would be able to pull away.

"Allie," Hearing my name gave me more goose bumps. "You're not making this easy. I can only hold my promise so long." He moved his head so that our noses were touching. "Kiss me."