Eleanor

City of Love

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My eyes slowly opened, heavily blinking them awake, I rolled over and smiled at a still sleeping Louis. I slid my hand up his neck when I was suddenly surprised by him pulling me closer. Pressing his thigh between my legs and squeezing his chest to mine. I sighed and nuzzled into the hollow of his throat, letting his body cocoon in mine. 

"Morning." Louis whispered into my ear.

"Morning." I whispered back. "Want me to order some tea?"

"That would be lovely." He yawned.

I pried myself away from him and reached for the phone, calling room serves and ordering a pot of tea for the two of us to split. It was our first full day in Paris together and I couldn't wait to get out of the hotel room and out into the city. 

"Get up," I grabbed a pillow and hit Louis in the chest. "And get ready. We have a lot to do today."

I laughed and stood up, walking over and collecting my overnight bag and stepping into the bathroom to get ready.  I showered and washed my face then slipped into a pair of boyfriend jeans, white t-shirt with a black blazer.  Rubbing ointment into my lips and smirking at myself in the mirror, ready to spend a day in the 'City of Love' with my love.  I opened the bathroom door and paused, leaning against the doorway as I watched Louis as he now sat at the small table in the corner pouring a second cup of tea. I smiled and walked over behind him and pressed my lips to his temple, hearing him suck in a surprised breath as my hand moved down his chest to the center of his stomach.

"You're not ready." I whispered into his ear. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me around, setting me in his lap.

"Why the hurry?" He pressed his lips to mine and laughed.

"It's you're first time in Paris." I giggled. "And I want to show you all of it." I kissed him and pulled him up out of the chair.

"Fine," He moaned, "But only because you're cute." He winked and went to get ready. 

Leaving the hotel was no easier than the night before when we arrived, paparazzi everywhere. As Louis had done the night before he didn't let go of my hand as he led me through the photographers outside. They started shouting in French at us as we moved quickly to the car that Louis had gotten for the day. The memory of the first time we'd had our picture taken together after Niall's party filled my mind. I wondered how we'd look to the outside world in these pictures now that we were public and I was no longer the mystery girl. 

I started to feel uncomfortable and anxious the closer we got to the car, the paps didn't seem to let up. I held Louis's hand with both of mine and didn't look at him but felt him snort and turn his face to my ear. "That one to your left looks like Kermit the Frog if he were a person," he pointed out and I glanced at the man and stifled a laugh, burying my face into his shoulder while he smiled.

"Here for a romantic getaway?" One photographer asked in broken English and I looked up at Louis, expecting him to reply with some sort of quick wit. He never ignored anyone but I was pleasantly surprised when he acted like the man didn't even exist.