Crazier ➳ Emison (COMPLETED)

25 - Bonjour, Paris

A/N: my French sucks, so there's a dictionary at the end if you need translation for the phrases in French that appear in this chapter.

It was early afternoon the next day when the plane arrived to Paris. The group made their way out of the plane, excitedly breathed the fresh air of Paris, and went inside the grand airport. They placed their luggage on the floor and looked at each other.

"We made it to Paris, guys," Toby called out as he wrapped his arm around Spencer's shoulders.

Hanna squeaked and kissed Caleb's cheek zealously, much to his pleasant surprise. She parted away from him tentatively, wearing a confused expression. "What now?" she asked.

"Hotel, Han, I told you." Spencer reminded her.

"Hold on, I told Noel I would call him the second we landed," Alison stated, pulling out her phone.

"Wait, isn't calling from here super expensive?" Aria asked cautiously.

"Harris said he made sure we all have unlimited calls, texts and internet, because the budget from the club is paying for it all," Ezra reminded them.

"Yeah, and Emily extensively tried to argue with him about that," Alison pointing out, staring intently at Emily.

"I didn't want him to pay for everything, I mean, who knows how many calls we'll be making from here? And hey, I ended up agreeing and saying yes," Emily defended.

"Yeah, you agreed because I forced you to. If it were up to you, we would have to sing on the street to get money to pay for our calls," Alison laughed. "You're just too good of a person, Em," the blonde shook her head in amusement.

"Would you two just shut up and call Noel? I haven't eaten anything in the past eight hours and I'm cranky," Hanna chimed in.

"What about the food they served on the plane?" Spencer asked.

"Did you want me to puke all over Caleb? I can't eat airplane food, remember?" Hanna evoked.

"Han, chill out," Aria mumbled.

"I'll chill when I'm sleeping, Ar."

Alison rolled her eyes at Hanna for a moment. The girl really was cranky, but Alison kind of felt for her. She picked up her phone and saw that Noel had sent her several texts in the past few minutes.

Noel 😈: Has the plane landed yet? Mona and I are waiting for that video chat before we head out to a date.

Noel 😈: By the way, do you still have that devil emoji next to my name on your phone?

Noel 😈: Seriously, take that off, it's getting ridiculous.

She laughed to herself at the texts and turned back to the group.

"He's with Mona. They want us to video chat," she said and opened the video chat app.

The group gathered around Alison's phone and the blonde tapped on her screen a few times, holding the phone up so everyone could be in the frame. The screen was black for a few seconds before suddenly, Noel and Mona appeared on it. They were in what Alison recognized as the kitchen at Noel's house.

"Hey!" Mona and Noel greeted overzealously in unison.

"Hi," Alison replied tiredly. She was so damn tired and jet-lagged from the flight, she could barely hold the phone up any longer. All she wanted to do is curl up with Emily in their five-star hotel room.

"How are you liking Paris?" Noel asked, taking a bite of a red apple.

"We've been here for a total of what, four seconds?" Hanna asked with a raised eyebrow. Everyone grimaced at exactly how irritable and annoyed Hanna got when she was jetlagged and hungry. They tried their best to act gingerly around her.