A few weeks have passed since... You know.

Ritz came over, Velvet had been out shopping with her friend Leaf, and we ended up going up to my room again. I started scrolling through the different movies, Ritz snuggled up next to me. Suddenly his phone rang and he answered, but the weird part is, I couldn't understand what he was saying.

"Salut, comment vas-tu?" (Hi, what's up?) He asked. My eyes widened in confusion as I listened to the one-sided conversation in a completely different language.

"Okay, au revoir." (Okay, bye.) He finished. He looked back over at me, and his calm expression shifted into a confused one. "What?"

"Ritz, WHAT was THAT?!" I exclaimed.

"Uhh... Me saying bye to my grandpa?" He said.

"What language was that?!"

"French?"

"FRENCH?!"

"Um, yeah?"

"RITZY WHY DID YOU NOT TELL ME YOU SPEAK FRENCH?!" I yelled.

"Because it never came up?" He asked.

"Oh my God." I said. "My boyfriend speaks fucking French. And your grandparents are French? Jeez no wonder you're so hot."

His face turned a dark grape color as he smiled cutely. "I-I'm not hot."

"Yes you are!" I said, pulling him closer and into a hug.

"I am not!" He laughed.

"Really? Say something in French." I smirked.

"Tu es un ange parfait mon amour." (You're a perfect angel my love.) He smiles.

"Okay I have no clue what you just said but damn." I smiled as I pressed my lips to his.

He rolled his eyes. "I said that you're a perfect angel."

My face heated up, but I had one of those smiles on where you're saying you're fine but you're making it obvious that you're not fine.

Yeah that's the only way I can explain it.

"Oh." I said.

"Well look who's flustered now." Ritz says.

"Shut up." I say, kissing him.

We were both sitting up, I climbed into his lap as we basically started making out.

Then the door opens.

"Hey Veneer- WHAT THE FUCK!?!"