After a lot of laughing, tea and french cakes, we finallly left.
We wonder through the dark streets of Paris. This place holds so many memorys even though today is the only time i've ever been here.
'I love it here, I don't want to leave.' Olly says squeezing my hand.
'Well maybe we shouldn't. Maybe we should buy a house somewhere here?' I say.
'Yes, I'd love that.' Olly says, pulling me close, I don't refuse.
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'Donc, vous voulez acheter 14 Rue Ampère, Paris. Ai-je raison?' The french estate agent says.
'So you want to buy 14 Rue Ampere, Paris. Am I correct?' Our translater tells us.
'Yes.' Me and Olly say.
'Oui.' The translater says to the estate agent, who nods.
'signer ici.' She says.
'Sigh here.' The translater says, pointing to a spot on some forms. We both sign.
'la maison est désormais la vôtre. Déplacez-vous dans chaque fois que vous le souhaitez!' She says.
'The house is now yours. Move in when ever you like!' The translater says and we thank the women estate agent.
'Well we've packed so lets go.' Olly laughs and I nod, grinning and taking his hand.
'We now offically live in paris!' I say happily.
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Cry your heart out (Forgot About Me (An Olly Murs Story) sequel)
Fanfiction'Stop the wedding.' The three words, four syllables, fourteen letters, which sent Flow's life upside down. After finally escaping him, he's back, Olly Murs is back.
