While Yasmin and Jade found some cool spots to take pictures of and write notes about in order to write a great article, Cloe and Cameron were walking around the shopping-areas in Paris; both the areas with exclusive and fancy brands, the highstreet fashion brand and all the glamourous places that were worth writing her article about. Cloe tried on lots of fancy outfits while Cameron shot some great pictures of it all; the outfits, the places and the shops. Cloe was head-over-heels about all of it.
"Oh Cameron, isn't it all amazing? I feel I could walk here every day and never grow tired of it!"
He smiled and shrugged, "Yeah… I wouldnt mind that actually…", but Cloe didn't even notice his answer, she was too amazed about all the great shopping options.
"This is so much bigger and better than our usual mall! I can't wait to show the girls!"

After hours of exploring the places, a little bit of shopping for Cloe and lots of laughter between the two of them, they decided it was time for a lunch break. Cameron carried Cloe's few shopping bags while they looked for some kind of a restaurant. They chose a small cozy one where they ate and talked; going through the pictures they had taken and laughing at the funny and silly poses Cloe sometimes had put up.

"Cloe, it has been such a fun day, I really enjoy being around you…" Cameron started, and Cloe nodded eargely.
"Oh, me too Cameron, it has been so much fun! Thank you for the help. It's gonna be a great article, the pictures are amazing!" She drank a little of the coffee they had ordered after they were done eating their meals.
"Ugh, is it just me, or does everything taste a tiny bit better in Paris?" She said, smiling dreamily.

She came back to reality and smiled brightly to Cameron: "Well, Cameron, are you ready to hit the skateboards?" and he smiled back, "Always, Angel!"

They returned to the apartment to drop off the camera as well as the shopping bags and to pick up their skating gear. As they entered the apartment, they heard laughter, and what they found was surprising: Sasha and Dylan were laughing together. As soon as the two of them realized Cloe and Cameron were in the room, they stopped laughing and turned to face them.
"I see your headache is better, Dylan" Cloe said teasingly.
Sasha looked down into the pc, her face turning a bit red.
"And the two of you don't hate each other?" Cloe looked at Sasha, but she still looked down.
"Anyways, we were just here to grab our things" Cameron said, trying to loosen up the strange mood and the quietness in the room. For once, Dylan actually didn't look all that confident and didn't look like he was ready to joke; in fact, he almost looked … ashamed? Like he got caught in something? Cloe and Cameron grabbed their stuff and headed out the door.

"Didn't Dylan seem… quiet? Or something?" Cameron said when they were outside the hotel.
"Yes!" Cloe agreed, "or like we caught them in something!"
Cameron nodded. "I've never seen him quiet. He always seem ready to joke around." They both thought about it.
"And Sasha has always hated him strongly! How come they suddenly work together?" Cloe said, looking at Cameron.
He looked down; couldn't keep the eye contact.
"Well, I guess it was actually good the two of them stayed back while everyone was outside. Maybe they got a chance to finally talk things through and actually become friendly towards each other?" he suggested.
Cloe nodded, "I guess so."

After looking around and asking a few people, they finally found the skating park. It was quite empty at this time of the day, just a few kids in some areas of the skating park, but otherwise they had lots of space to practice and have fun. They picked out a spot that seemed easy for Cloe, since she wasn't as experienced in skating as Cameron was.

"So, you think I can't skate as well as you can?" Cloe teased.
Cameron laughed, "Angel, I believe in you, it's just that you haven't skated as much as I have". She looked at him and raised her eyebrow.
"Oh, really?" He nodded. She didn't respond – she simply took her skateboard, put on the safety-helmet and jumped on the skateboard, and started skating. Up and down the tall ramp, showing off what she was able to.
Cameron was amazed, "Wow, you improved! Have you been practicing?"

She got down the ramp again and smiled.
"Well, I didn't want you to be better than me at this" she said, looking proud of herself.
He smiled in respond, "I definitely have a lot more competition now" he laughed, "but why don't you want me to be better? Does it matter?" he asked curiously.
"Ofcourse it does!" she said, surprised.

"How come? You are great at some many other things, Angel."
She didn't really know what to answer. Why did it really matter if he was better at skating than she was? She had simply wanted to become as good as him – if not better. Something made her want to improve so she could show of to him.
"I… well, I don't really know why… I just wanted to" she said, confused.
He smiled. "I get it. Well, lets go skate then! Lets start in each end of the ramp, you there, me over here, then let's skate up and down between each other. Now that will be a challenge!" he laughed.
"Sure thing!" she said, going to the one end of the ramp, while he walked to the other end.

"You're doing great Angel!" Cameron shouted as they skated back and forth.
"You're just saying that, so I can tell you: so are you!" she laughed.
He laughed loudly, and Cloe was a little surprised to see him so free and happy; he was usually quiet and shy. This was one of the only times she finally saw his happy and carefree side where he relaxes and simply laughs loudly. Perhaps this was the reason why she suddenly tripped when she reached the middle of the ramp, exactly in the same time as Cameron reached the middle, so she tripped and fell, taking Cameron with her in the fall.
"Woah, Angel!" he shouted as they landed on the ramp, the skateboards flying to the sides.
"Cameron!" she screamed, surprised. But she landed softly; on top of Cameron, who didn't land as softly as she did.
"Ouch!" he mumbled. She was too surprised to acknowledge how they had landed.
"Oh, Cameron, I'm so sorry!"
He squeezed his eyes together before opening them up, looking more calm.
"Angel, are you okay?" he immediately asked. She giggled, "I landed softly, you didn't!" Then she suddenly realized she was still laying on top of him.
"Oh, sorry, are you pain?" she asked, trying to pull away, but he softly pulled her back, while looking into her eyes.
"Cameron, are you okay?" she asked.
He nodded, releasing her safety-helmet. "Great thing we remembered those", he mumbled.

She smiled, "They look stupid, but I can see how important they can be." He smiled and unbuttoned his helmet as well, putting both helmets beside him.

"Are you okay?" Cloe asked again, still not understanding why they still laid down, wasn't he in pain?
He looked into her eyes and pulled some of her hair behind her right ear.
"Angel, you're so beautiful…" he mumbled, and her stomach turned into sweet butterflies.
"Did you hurt your head?" she whispered, afraid he only said these things because of a concussion. He laughed a little, "no Angel, I wore a helmet… remember?" they both laughed, before growing silent again. He still looked deeply into her eyes, and she started blushing.
"Angel…" he said, and she blushed even more.

"I love when you call me that", she whispered. He smiled, and his eyes were full of love.
"Can I kiss you?" he whispered back. Her stomach was full of butterflies at this point. Unable to speak, she simply nodded, leaning a little towards him, letting her lips meet his.

It was wonderful. This, she thought, felt like coming home. It was everything she had dreamt of, but never really known she had wanted so badly. She didn't know how long time they had been kissing; it could be hours, minutes, seconds, she had no idea. It didn't matter: she wanted time to stop, staying here forever was suddenly everything she dreamed of.
She pulled back, looking at him again.
"I'm in love with you, Angel. I have been since the day I met you", he whispered and blushed. She kissed him again, too happy to even collect words to make a sentence in respond.
"I feel like I'm flying" she whispered against his lips. He pulled his arms around her waist, pulling her up as he stood up.
"Oh, really?" he said, smiling teasingly. "I'll show you flying" he said, as he lifted her up in his arms and twirled her around in the air.
She laughed loudly, "Cameron!" she shouted, and he stopped, turning her around again to kiss her one more time.
"Oh, Angel… my beautiful Angel" he said, looking at her with love in his eyes and she threw her arms around him, hugging him tightly.