Arrrived
Louis was basically paying for the flight and hotel, but I knew that that was too much to pay so I told him I was gonna give him back the money from my part as soon as we come back. But he insisted for paying for this trip. We argued about this the whole flight, until I finally gave in and said okay.
We picked up our luggage and then hailed a taxi.
Louis got us a room at a small little hotel. I was so excited and so grateful to be going there. I think I said thank you about 10 000 times. While we were on our way to the hotel, I looked out of the window to see the Eiffel Tower.
"Louis, look!" I said
Louis looked out of the window.
We both were stunned by it.
It looked so much bigger in person than on pictures.
"Wanna go here after we check into the hotel?" He asked
"Omg, yes please " I answered excitedly
When we arrived at the hotel, I sat in the waiting area, while Louis checked us in. I looked around to see how beautifully the hotel is designed .
I decided to go to Louis and see how the check-in is going.
"Yes could I please have your passport sir?" The lady at the reception asked
"Of course " Louis said, taking out his passport and handing it to her.
She checked it, looked at him and then she continued tipping on the computer.
" Alright then, your room number is 34. It's on the 4th floor. Pierre will bring you there" she said pointing at a man who works at the hotel.
"Perfect thank you so much, I just wanted to ask, are there two separate beds, because when I booked the rooms I specifically asked for two separate beds" Louis asked
"No sir, sadly all of the rooms with two beds are taken" she answered politely
"So in the entire 40 rooms in this hotel, there is not one room where there are two separate beds?" Louis asked a bit rudely
"I specifically asked for two separate beds" he said
" I am sorry sir, but we sadly don't have any"
Me and Louis looked at each other. we have never slept in the same bed before, like I said before. It was a bit awkward and then he looked back at the lady.
"Well, thank you for your service " he said, turning to Pierre.
He led us up to our room. It was a normal sized hotel room and OMG yes, we had a terrace. Fuck yeah. I will definitely be living my Instagram dreams by drinking a coffee in the morning there.
« Bonjour, voici votre bagage monsieur « said another man entering our room with our luggage.
"I hope you have a nice stay" said Pierre leaving the hotel room
"You know what, I don't give a fuck about what you say, I'm paying for this trip too" I said
"Rose , I-" Louis started
"SSHHHHHH, no we can argue about this on our flight back" I said
"Yes, Yes we will" he answered
I walked over to the bed and sat down.
"Holy fuck this bed is really comfortable" I said
I looked over to Louis who started running towards me and the bed. He leaped on top of me and we both laid on the bed. Him being on top of me.
I laughed.
"Louis, what are you doing?" I laughed
"Testing the comfort of this bed and yes, I agree with you, this bed is very comfortable." He chuckled
A string of hair was on my face, which wiped out of the way with his hand. He looked into my eyes with his deep dark brown eyes. He smiled slightly as he came a bit closer to my face.
"I think we're gonna have a good time" he said
"I agree" I answered smiling a bit.
We ordered room service for lunch. Louis got spaghetti and I got tomatoes with mozzarella. Afterwards, we unpacked and listened to some music.
"Rose, why don't you put THE song"he said giving me a look
"THE song" I looked over at him
"Yes, play THE song"
I went on my phone and but Dancing Queen by ABBA.
We call this song THE song, because when we both watched Mama Mia together for the first time, we rewatched it about 10 thousand times afterwards. So whenever we put music, we always put this song, this is our favorite song of all time.
" Friday nights and the lights are lowwwwww"
I said taking face cleanser and using it as a microphone
"Looking out for a place to goooooo" Louis sang taking the water bottle that was next to his bed as a microphone.
"Where they play the right music"
"Getting in the swing"
"You come to look for a king" we both sang in the deepest voices we could make
"Anybody could be that guyyyyyyyy"
"Night is young and the music's highhhhh"
"With a bit of rock music "
"Everything is fine"
"You're in the mood for a dance"
"Dum- Dum-Dum"
"And when you get the chance"
We both climbed on the bed and started jumping on it
"YOU ARE THE DANCING QUEEN"
"YOUNG AND SWEET, ONLY 17"
"DANCING QUEEN FEEL THE BEAT OF THE TAMBOURINE
OH YEAH "
"YOU CAN DANCE" I sang pointing at Louis
"YOU CAN JIVE" Louis said pointing at me
"HAVING THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE"
"UH UH UH"
"SEE THAT GIRL" I sang
"WATCH THAT SCENE" Louis sang
"DIGGING THE DANCING QUEEN" we both screamed
I love that song. I love that movie. It's my favorite of all time.
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