Jake Paul - French

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**A/N unlike all the Martinez Twins imagines where I use Google Translate because I don't know Spanish, I do know French so hopefully the French will be correct. Translations in bold

"So let me get this straight," Tessa said as she looked around the room. "Nick is British, the Martinez Twins are Spanish, Alex is French, and you're French?"

You nodded. "Yes. Well, French-Canadian."

"What's the difference between that and actual French?" Anthony asked as he sat on the arm of the couch.

"It means I'm Canadian," you said as if it were obvious.

"But you're French," Chance said.

You rolled your eyes. "Canada is French, stupid."

"Do you speak French?" Jake asked you.

You nodded. "Oui, je parle le français." Yes, I speak French

"Have you seen the Eiffel Tower?" Tessa asked you. "Have you been to Paris?"

You sighed. "No, I haven't."

"Guys she's not French," Nick said. "She's from Canada."

"Thank you," you said.

"But she just said she's French!" Jake said. "Are you French or not?"

You sighed in frustration. "Trying to explain this to you people is more complicated than teaching a second grader algebra. Canada is a French territory. That means Canada is French. I'm from Canada, so thereby I am French."

"You could've just said that."

You rolled your eyes. "Whatever." You knew they were all joking, but it actually made you pretty mad that they were doing that. It was like, they were disrespecting where you came from. "Je vais à la piscine." I am going to the pool. You turned and walked through the kitchen, out the backdoor. You took off your shoes and socks, then let your legs hang over the edge of the Lagoon.

You heard the door open a minute later, and pretended to be busy looking at your phone. A moment later you felt Jake's strong arms wrap around you.

"You know we're just joking," he said quietly as he took off his shoes and socks then sat beside you.

You didn't turn to look at him when you spoke. "I know. But it feels like... You're disrespecting my home."

He shook his head. "We'd never do that. I'd never do that." Neither of you said anything after that for a moment, until he said, "Let's go to Canada. Just you and me, for a vacation. I've basically brought Ohio to you, I think it's time I see your home."

You smiled and turned to face him. "Really?"

He nodded and took your hands. "Really. I love you, y/n."

You smiled wider. "I love you too." You leaned forward and connected your lips to his in a passionate kiss, until you pulled away and gasped for breath. "Je t'aime beaucoup," you said. I love you a lot.

He smiled at you. "If we're going to Canada, I should probably work on my French."

You nodded. "Yeah. But don't worry, I'll help you."

He put his arms around you and pulled you closer to him. "That sounds great," he whispered in your ear.

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