Second Glance // Benjamin Pavard

VII

Julian shuts the door and grabs my bags.

" I can get those you know," I tell him.

" I know, but I want to be your guy for a little longer. "

I punch his shoulder and he gives a chuckle. He knows it could never happen. At least, I hope so. 

" Du bist der beste," Julian says moderately quietly.

" What did you say? You know I don't understand German," I tell him.

He shrugs his shoulders, " Nothing, now come on!"

We run into the airport and try to find Damon. It was difficult.

" Looking for me?" A smug voice asks.

We turn around to see my stupid brother.

" I told you to make sure she got here on time," He says.

" Sorry," Julian says. 

He wasn't at all. 

 " Let's go!" Damon growls. 

I take one last look at Julian before getting dragged to the plane.

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Once I got on the plane I put my Beats in because I didn't want to hear Damon talk. My plane was set to land at 7:00 and I was going to meet up with Kylian later that night. 

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I get jolted awake from my phone ringing. I somehow managed to get a quick nap in.

Je suis ici Kylian had texted me. 

 "Jesus," I mumble under my breath. 

" Come on," Damon nudges me in the shoulder.

I grab everything and stumble off the plane. I felt very tired & Kylian would be pissed if I canceled. 

" You just need food," Damon tells me.

I shake my head, he was probably right.

" Where?"

" I don't know, you've been here more than me."

I get into the car and think about the places where we could get something quick. 

" You do like potatoes, right?" I ask him.

He rolls his eyes, " Obviously."

" Okay, let's go to Patati Patata Paris. It's on Rue de Lappe."

" I don't know where the hell that is," Damon replies.

" Let me drive then."

" Absolutely not."

" I hate you."

" Get over it and give me directions."

I cross my arms and tell Damon where to turn in a very bitter tone.