It was summer vacation, and you were going to Paris- your dream vacation spot, the city of love. You couldn't wait to take photos and go sightseeing, try macarons and authentic baguettes, and maybe, while you're at it, meet a cute Parisian boy.

After a ferry ride to Paris and a taxi ride, you arrived at your airbnb. It was cosy and very pretty, and from the windows you had a clear view of Parisian houses and the Eiffel Tower. Your room was very rustic, with a large queen sized-bed, fairy lights, bookshelves, and a wardrobe.

Your suitcase lay open on the floor as you leaned out of the window, earbuds in, listening to your playlist on spotify. You sipped some coffee you had made earlier before placing the empty mug on your nightstand and exiting the room and ripping out your earbuds.

"Mom, I'm gonna go walk around, see the shops," You called into the kitchen, where your mother was making tea.

"Alright, but be safe! Take your phone and call me if anything happens-"

"Yes mom, I will," You said, slinging your mini tote bag over your shoulder, where your phone, crackers, and a bottle of water were currently residing. You pushed open the front door, closing it behind you, and looked around.

It was only 7am, and the streets were almost deserted. The sun had just risen, so the air was pretty cool and crisp, especially in the shade of the houses you walked past. Soon, you were looking through shop windows, eyeing up a bakery called Du pain et des Idees.

After popping into the store and grabbing a small French pastry, you continued walking, until you got so caught up looking at a flower store, you bumped headfirst into something solid. And warm.

You stepped back and looked up to see possibly the cutest guy you'd ever laid eyes upon. He had perfect, thick and shiny dark brown hair that was perfectly wavy, kind midnight blue eyes, and a lean frame with broad shoulders.

He wore a loose cream shirt and a brown utility jacket, with beige, corduroy pants and worn white sneakers. He had a gold chain necklace, a bike chain attached to his belt loop, and leather bracelets.

"Mes excuses, ça va?" The boy asked. You caught 'apologies' and 'are you okay?' but not much else, not knowing too much of the language.

"Euh, désolé... je ne connais pas beaucoup le français, je parle anglais. Je vais bien, et toi?"

"Ohh... okay," The boy said in a French accent. "I'm fine, by the way."