Meeting in Paris

Lucy Muller is a French 17 year old girl. She has never known her dad and her mom... well you'll know that later. She now lives with her big brother Antoine in Paris but she's from London and she's going to move back. Her mom is French and her dad English. She left England because of her abusif ex boyfriend. Oh did I mention she hates the band 'One Direction' ? Well it's not real hate she just feels betrayed cause one of them left her at an important time of her life.Then one day she's just randomly gonna bump into a guy who she recognizes as the bestfriend of hers that she had lost. What will she do when the curly haired guy she has just met bring her back to the bestfriend she had missed so much. Will she fall in love with the curly haired boy in the city of love. It's again full of love, friendship, drama and pain. But love always wins.

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14. Sweet dream or terrible nightmare ?

LUCY'S POV.

I've only been here for 1day and Louis has already called me for a dinner tonight. Fancy. Well I have to say I'm happy Louis has called me cause maybe I'll get a hold on Harry. I think I should've told him I was coming to London cause I do miss him, A LOT. I looked around and opened every single box of clothes to find a fancy dress. I have been painting but I hadn't opened boxes yet. I finally found a dress I had bought with Eleanor in Paris. It was a red lace dress. Very flowy at the bottom and the back was all open but still covered in the red lace. It was short and I decided to wear some black pumps with a black clutch and black jewelry. I walked in the shower and washed my hair. I plow dried and curled it. I then walked back to my almost empty room and took the clothes on the bed. I put them on and looked nice. I was happy with myself. It would have been perfect if Harry had seen me in that. It said 'sexy', but not 'to buy'. I then put on some makeup. A very light smokey eye and some -'Viva Glam II' from MAC- lipstick. My favorite. I took my clutch put my phone, wallet and mini makeup bag in it. I took my keys and closed the door behind me. I took a taxi to the place Louis had told me to come. I went there but no sign of Louis. I waited for a few minutes. "You look even more stunning then I could have ever imagined." It was a low voice with a thick British accent coming from behind me. It couldn't be... No ! I turned around slowly scared of having gotten my hopes up but no, there he was. Harry. In a black suit. He looked very handsome. I ran to him, I couldn't care less about my shoes who were killing me. He opened his arms and I jumped he then caught me and turned around, me in his tight hug. It felt amazing. Like nothing I have ever felt. I smiled and even laughed with tears in my eyes. "I missed you." Was all I could say before he leaned in and put a gentle, soft, full of love kiss on my lips. At that moment I knew there couldn't be luckier than me. We pulled away and he intertwined his fingers with mines while walking me to a picnic table close to the London eye next to the Thames. The table was very pretty, it had some beautiful candles and lots of delicious looking food. We ate and as expected it was delicious. "It was delicious !!" A smile grew on my face as well as his. "You look delicious." "Come on, Harry. You're such an idiot." I laughed he leaned in giving me kiss on the nose, then my left cheek, then the right one and finally one on my lips. I could feel myself smile thru the kiss. He pulled away and took my hand leading me to the London eye. "Harry, it's closed. It's already late." He had a childish smile. The London eye started to move. "If you would do me the honer to go with me, m'lady." I smiled. He could be so charming some times. I took his hand again and went in followed by him.

When we arrived on top, it was breathtaking. I thought the view from the Eiffel Tower was amazing but it had nothing to do with this. I turned around and saw Harry sitting in the middle looking at his feet. "What's wrong ?" I said with a concerned voice. "Well I'm kind off scared of heights." "But you went on the Eiffel Tower with me." "Yes cause it was our first date and it had to be perfect." I smiled wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him up closer to me. He then wrapped his arms around my waist. When I was so close I could feel his breathe I whispered. "They say you're a flirt, but you are very romantic. Styles." He smiled and kissed me. Passionately. In between 2 kisses he said. "Only for you, Muller." I smiled.

When we arrived down and he helped me off. I knew it would be the end of the night and that made me sad. "I think it's time for me to go." I said looking at the ground. He lifted my chin up. "I'll bring you back." "No, I'll take a taxi but I hope to see you tomorrow." I didn't want him to see where I lived yet. It had to be perfectly clean before showing him. "Of course but..." I cut him off "no buts. I'll see you tomorrow and I'll take a cab tonight." I smiled and lifted my finger when I saw a cab who was free. It stopped in front of me. I quickly kissed Harry before leaving. He opened the door for me and closed it after me. Before he could I said. "I had a wonderful night. I'm really happy to be in London with you. I love you, Harry." "I love you too, Lucy, for now till forever."
I smiled while the car was leaving. I kept looking at Harry till i couldn't see him anymore. I told him the address but made him stop a bit sooner. My street was one way and I didn't and I didn't want to pay more just for a couple of more meters. I would just walk. I gave him the money and told him to have a good night. I then walked to my house and I stopped. In front of me was the only person I hoped to never see again. Jimmy my ex boyfriend.
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