Hazel's POV

We landed in Paris, France just an hour ago.

Krystel was looking at the Eiffel Tower where the fashion show would be held while eating breakfast.

Kayla and I were just concentrating on our food since I was a slow eater and France's house is near the outskirts of the city.

"C'mon guys hurry up!" We stared at Krystel's empty plate.

We ate our breakfast faster and practically gulped everything.

"Done!"

"Lets go!"

We looked for France who was suppose to pick is up here.

Krystel has been bringing pepper spray and a whistle ever since we arrived here.

She also gave us some, I wanted to refuse but she snuck some in my messenger bag.

"Bonjour!" I heard a familiar voice behind us.

When we turned back it was France with three roses.

"Welcome to Paris!" He gave us each one a rose.

When he gave me my rose he kissed my hand and I blushed.

"France and Hazel sitting in a tree!

K-I-S-S-I-N-G!" Kayla and Krystel sang.

My face was flushed with a thousand shades of red as I hit them with my rod.

"S-shut up!"

"Ohonhonhon~!" France laughed.

"C-c'mon! Lets just go!" I saw the car behind him and jumped in covering my face with my bag.

They all got in the car as France got in the driver's seat.

I was sitting in the shotgun.

It was a 30 minute drive from the city to France's house.

We met Poland and a girl who had dark brown hair like Romano's and light brown eyes like Italy's.

"Ah! You must-a be Krystel, Kayla and Hazel!" The girl said in an Italian accent.

We nodded, "I'm guessing your Milan." I said.

"Thats right!" She gave us a thumbs up, "I'll be the one who'll be in charge of your dresses, make up, accessories and hair in the fashion show!"

"Whats the fashion show about?" I asked.

"Its an all around the world type one." Poland walked to us as he was looking through papers.

"So Krystel will be dressing as a Spanish Matador, customized." Poland explains.

"YES! SKIRT FREE!" She cheered.

"Sorry Krystel, your gonna wear a skirt." Milan said.

"Aw man!" She hung her head down.

"Then Kayla would be wearing a customized dirndl." Poland continued.

"Whats a dirndl?" We asked.

"You know those German dresses."

"Oh...."

"And Hazel would be wearing a Victorian looking dress, so you guys would be having weapons under those pretty dresses of yours."

"So lets get ready for tonight shall we?" France led us to our rooms as we rested from out long flight.

After a while I heard a knock at my door.

"Come in..." I said groggily as I woke up from my nap.

The door opened to reveal a certain Frenchman bringing a tray of food.

"You didn't wake up a while ago its already pass lunch." He said.

I look at the clock that was the shape of a gift box.

2:30 p.m.

"Oh shoot!" I face palmed myself.

"Here." He placed my lunch near my clock.

"You didn't have to go through all of that trouble for me."

"But looked so cute when you sleep." He cooed.

"W-what?!" I turned into a thousand shades of red.

"Mon amour. Eat." He told me as I blushed from what he called me.

'What the hell are you blushing for you idiot!' I mentally said to myself, 'its obvious that he used this to a lot of girls already!'

I got the bowl of soup and ate practically in one gulp since I was starving.

"Want to go sight seeing before the show?" He suddenly said making me choke on my soup.

"H-huh?"

"Just the two of us." He smiled sweetly.

"S-sure. Just let me get change."

"Meet me in the garden mon amour." The he left the room.

After I heard the footsteps gone farther and farther until I can't hear them I screamed so loud.

"HAZEL!" Kayla and Krystel suddenly bursted through the door with their weapons.

"WEAPONS DOWN!" I yelled at them.

"Seriously whats wrong?" Krystel asked.

"F-France....."

"What did he do to you?!" Krystel held up her machete.

"Nothing! He........"

"He what? Spit it out!" Kayla said.

"HeaskedmeifIwantedtogosightseeingandIsaidyes." I said quickly.

"What?" Kayla didn't understand but Krystel screamed so loud that I think that it can reach to the city.

"OHMYFUCKINGGODSOHMYFUCKINGGODSOHMYFUCKINGGODS!!!!!!!" She jumped screaming those word.

"I don't get it. And Krystel stop using PJO and HoO references we're in another fandom if yours for god's sake." Kayla said calmly trying to calm Krystel down.

I sighed, "He asked me if I wanted to go sight seeing and I said yes."

Then Kayla was buffering.

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"SAY WHAT?!" She screamed louder than Krystel.

I nodded.

"GET UP GIRL YOUR GOING ON A DATE!" Krystel screamed.

Kayla dragged me to the dresser and made me sit down.

"Krystel get the dress and shoes."

She did a salute and opened the closet.

Then Kayla did my hair.

She curled my short blonde hair and ironed half of my hair straight leaving the tips curly.

She tied my hair up into a pony tail and added a emerald studded barrette.

Then Krystel came back with a mint green sun dress and white flats.

I put them on in the bathroom and looked at myself at the mirror.

I nearly didn't recognize myself.

I went out and my two friends squealed.

"Looking fabulous!"

"T-thanks."

I walked out of the room as I grab my purse, leaving the two girls squealing and fangirling.

I walked towards the garden outside which was full of roses.

"Mon amour?" I heard a smooth voice behind me.

I turned around to see France holding another rose.

"Tu es très belle." I thought I saw a tint of pink on his face but I just shrugged it off.

(Translation: You look beautiful.)

"M-merci."

"Shall we." He held out his hand and I took it as he led me to a Porsche.

"We drove towards the city.

We went to cafés, shops, Notre Dam Cathedral, and lastly the Eiffel Tower.

We went at the top of the tower where only France knows how to get up here.

I looked at the view of the city from here.

"Wow... So beautiful." I was felt the wind blow through my hair and felt at peace.

"Hazel, mon amour." My heart skipped a beat.

'Why do I feel like this?' I asked myself.

"Yes?" I turned around only to meet a soft pair of lips against mine.

I had another thousand shades coming up.

I. JUST. KISSED. FRANCE!!!

Or yet France kissed me.

At some point I melted into the kiss.

I wrapped my hands around his neck as he snaked his arms around my waist.

We both stopped for air and hugged each other.

"Je t'aime Hazel." He whispered at my ear.

"Je t'aime France." I whispered back.

*END OF DREAM!*

I immediately woke up from my sleep.

"What the? It was just a dream." I sighed as I went back to sleep.

I DIDN'T REALLY PUT UP MUCH OF A LOVE STORY BECAUSE I WAS CONCENTRATING TOO MUCH ON A THE WAE PART BUT I DECIDED TO PUT UP THE CHAPTER WITH A LITTLE ROMANCE.

-PUMPKIN