My boyfriend Jonathan was the master of spontaneous things, but waking me up at 3:30 in the morning with plane tickets to Paris was definitely the most spontaneous thing he's done in the 5 and a half years that I've been dating him. I felt someone shaking me awake early that morning and I groaned, looking up to find Jonathan with 2 suitcases in his hand, a stack of papers in the other. "Can you please explain to me what you're doing?" I asked sleepily and he smiled. "I'm taking my beautiful girlfriend to Paris for the week." He said and my eyes widened. "Paris?" I asked and he nodded. "Paris is the city of love and I love you." He said, kissing my head gently. "I packed your bag. Change and shower if you want, our flight leaves at 8 so we don't have to leave till about 6:00 or so." He told me and I nodded. He started to walk out of the room before I called to him. "Jonny, wait." He turned around and I smiled. "Thank you. You really didn't have to. I love you." I told him and he smiled, blowing me a kiss. "I know I didn't have to, but I wanted to. You've been working so hard lately and I wanted to give you a surprise. Love you more. Now, go get ready." He smiled and walked out of the door to our room. I walked into the shower and got ready for the day. I got out 10 minutes later and threw on a pair of leggings and a light blue t­shirt, grabbing a pair of converse and my north face, walking downstairs after pulling my hair back into a ponytail, a black lulu headband sealing the deal. "Jonny, I'm ready." I called as I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, sitting on one of the chairs and pulling my shoes on. He walked downstairs in a pair of sweats and a hawks sweatshirt, grey beanie on top of his head. He grabbed the bags as I finished tying my shoes and he smiled, holding out his hand to me. "You know it's only like 5:45, right?" I asked and he nodded. "I want coffee." He whined and I laughed, pulling his hand up to my mouth and placing a soft kiss on his knuckles. We walked to the car and he opened my door, helping me in and strapping my seatbelt on. He kissed my head and shut the door, walking to the driver's seat, plugging in the keys in and starting the car, backing out of the driveway. The car ride to the airport was mostly quiet, with the exception of music playing in the background and us quietly singing along. We pulled up to the airport and Jonathan smiled, opening my door and grabbing my hand to help me out. I smiled at him as a thank you and he grabbed the bags out of the trunk, walking through the doors of the airport. We went through security and all that jazz, stopping at one of the airport's McDonald's. I ordered some pancakes and a coffee and we sat down at one of the tables. I sat there eating, Jonathan holding my hand in one, typing away on his phone with the other. He smiled at something on his phone and I gave him a look. "What?" I asked and he grinned. "Oh, nothing." He said and I shook my head. "Tell me, Tazer." I said and he shook his head again. "Check Twitter." I pulled my phone out and opened up Twitter, seeing that I had seemingly gained a ton of followers and saw Jonathan had tagged me in something.
@jonathantoews
"Woke my beautiful girlfriend up with a surprise trip to Paris! She even looks pretty with syrup dripping down her chin. :)"
Below the tweet was 4 pictures; one of me sleeping, the plane tickets laying on the bed next to me, another was a picture of me drinking my Starbucks, a cheesy couple picture of me leading him through the airport, our hands connected, and the last one was a picture of me eating at this very table, syrup indefinitely dripping down my chin. I smiled widely at him and he smiled. "Normally, I'd be mad at you for posting such a horrific picture of me eating pancakes but I'm just feeling so lovey towards you today I can't." I smiled at him and he pressed a kiss to the top of my hand. "Love you." He said smiling and I reached over. "Love you more. Now let's go make memories in the city of love."
semi short but hope you guys liked it :)