Indubitably! *Merome* [Completed]

Chapter 15

 Mitch's P.O.V.

"Jerome? You know what we haven't done in awhile?" I asked. Jerome looked at me and smirked.

"Made an ASF video?" He grinned. I rolled my eyes. "ReviveASF!" He screamed, jumping off the couch and running into the backyard. I followed him.

"No, no. We haven't had a vacation. That's why I got us two tickets outta here. Be ready in 2 hours," I explained. Jerome's eyes widened.

"Where?" He looked excited. I smiled at him.

"It's a secret!" I said. He frowned and gave me puppy dog eyes.

"But, Mitch..." he whined. I smiled again and kissed him softly on the lips.

"No. Go get ready and pack. Pack for a week. Pack for all weather," I whispered, staring into his eyes. He nodded, backing away slowly and going to his room. I smiled to myself and walked into the kitchen, where I found the boys plus Sarah, Felicity, and Nicole. Everyone else had gone home. Ian was joking about something and everyone was laughing at it. I witnessed as Ian and Sarah glanced at each other and smiled shyly. Sarah blushed slightly and I rolled my eyes. Awkward people.

"Jerome and I are leaving for a week!" I announced. They all turned and looked at me, puzzled expressions on their face.

"Where ya goin'?" Nicole chirped, smiling. 

"Can't tell you until we're there. Don't want any of you spoiling it for Jerome," I explained. They all nodded.

"That's cute," Felicity smiled.

Jerome's P.O.V.

I squeezed my eyes shut and clutched Mitch's hand as our plane hit turbulance. I'd never been much for heights and flying. I curled into a tight ball in my chair and put my head in Mitch's lap, trying to distract myself. He started stroking my hair, running his fingers through it. My lips twitched into a smile and I slowly fell asleep. When I woke up, Mitch was still awake, staring out the window.

"How much longer?" I yawned. Mitch didn't reply, just kept staring out of the window. I lifted my head, trying to see what he was looking at. My breath caught in my throat. It was night out, and miles down you could see the lights of a city. In the distance, you could see the Eiffel Tower rising above all of the other buildings.

"Oh my gosh, Mitch," I whispered. He smiled at me.

"Thank you so much!" I shifted in my chair, trying to hug him. He hugged me back and kissed me on my cheek.

"No problem. I specifically got this flight so we could see that view," he grinned, seeming proud of himself. I couldn't stop smiling. This was absolutely perfect. I took my phone out of my pocket and snapped a picture of the lights of Paris with the Eiffel Tower in the background and put it on Instagram and captioned it: Mitch took me to Paris.

Almost insantly, Mitch replied. The city of looooove. ;). I turned and looked at him, rolling my eyes. I held his hand as the plane landed, my heart almost jumping out of my chest as the wheels hit the ground, causing me to jolt in my seat. Mitch and I got off of the plane and got our bags.

"So, how are we getting to the hotel?" I wondered out loud. Mitch coughed and gestured to the road. My eyes widened. Idling on the side of the road was a limousine, the chauffeur holding a sign that read Merome. I quickly took a picture, putting it on Snapchat.

"Really? Merome?" I laughed, climbing into the luxurious vehicle. 

"Yeah. I didn't want to put Mitch. It sounded so unprofessional," he explained.

"And Merome does sound professional?" I questioned.

"Well, yeah!" He laughed. We arrived at the hotel, Le Bristol Paris, and I marveled at the beauty of it.

"Wow, Mitch. It's beautiful. How much did this cost?"

"Shh. Don't worry about it. This is my gift to you, because I love you."