Paris

I can't believe I'm here, the city of love, the place where every couple wants to go on their honeymoon, the most amazing place to go with whoever you're dating. I'm in here, with the one I love, an yet, he's not my boyfriend. But if I make my moves right and everything goes as planned, he'll be mine again, and I'll never let him go again.

I look at him, he's so gorgeous, just like and angel, flawless. His perfectly styled hair, his beautiful porcelain skin, his amazing eyes opinion which I always get lost, and the most beautiful of all, his smile, that curve on his lips that can melt anyone... But it's so sad to know that I'm not the cause of that beautiful sight anymore. Although it could change in a few hours.

"Blaine, sorry to interrupt you thoughts but we have to get off the taxi and I can't get out if you don't move"

"Yeah sorry, sorry"

"What were you thinking of"

"You"

I see him blush slightly and I feel more confident, at least I did cause that, could it mean that he feels something for me?

"So... It's getting late, do you want to go anywhere"

"It's our first day here out of seven, he have to make the most of every day, we could start off by going to the most famous place in here and the last day going too"

"The Eiffel Tower?"

"No, Gusteau's, of course the Eiffel Tower"

"I'd love to go to Gusteau's... If it existed"

"You're so cute when you fantasize over Disney movies"

I make him blush again... Well it seems like I'm doing this right, let's keep like that.

"Well, come on, we're not gonna get there if we stay standing here"

"Unless you had a transportator"

"Sure Potter... Come on!"

I take him by the hand and lead him to a taxi, looking at him the entire time, I can't take my eyes off him, I just- I never thought someone could be flawless, until I met him, he's like a perfect angel that came to me when I needed him and, somehow, fell in love with me... Until I ruined it breaking his heart. But I'm going to mend it in no time.

"We're here, follow me"

I take him by the hand and lead him to the band I had paid and look at him straight in the eye.

"Kurt, listen this song, is all I feel and I hope it somehow mends my mistakes, although I feel that nothing is, I hope this makes you forgive me completely"

Before he can say anything the band is already playing the song and I start singing.

How I love the way you move
And the sparkle in your eyes
There's a color deep inside them
Like blue suburban skys

Well that's absolutely true, his eyes are the most beautiful thing in the world, other that's his smile, his hair and everything about him

I dont need to be a superman
As long as you will always be my biggest fan

Well in that I screwed up, but I can make it better.

Heaven isn't too far away
Closer to it everyday (Ah, ah)
No matter what your friends might say
We'll find our way, yeah

I really, really hope we do, because he's my everything and if I am with him, I actually feel in heaven.

Now the lights are going out,
Along the boulevard
Memories come rushing back and makes it pretty hard
I've got nowhere left to go
And no one really cares
I don't know what to do
But I'm never giving up on you.

This part is my favorite, it really reflects what I feel, when we broke up and I was so fragile and emotional, no one seemed to care and then memories came flooding back and made it all so damn harder, but still, my thoughts and ideas never changed, I was determined -and still am- to get him back.

Heaven isn't too far away
Closer to it every day
ohhhh ohhh
No matter what your friends say
I know we're gonna find a way

I look at him hopefully and notice he's out of words, so, to make him completely sure of what to say, turn his face to the sky just on time to make him see what I had planned at last: fireworks forming the words "I love you"

He looks at me with his mouth open, like trying to articulate and not achieving it, so instead, he kisses me and really, I don't complain at all.

"I love you too"

I lead him to a taxi and soon we're at the hotel, kissing non stop, but I think we should spend this night just cuddling, embracing each other.

"Kurt, we should- we should s-stop"

"Why? I can't"

"Can we just cuddle tonight? I missed being in your arms"

"You know what? You're right"

He wraps his arms around me and soon, forgetting about the pain and the emptiness, I'm finally able to fall asleep, after months of barely being able to rest at all.

I wake up early in the morning to get dressed and wait for Kurt to wake up so that I can tell him to that place I saw and get the last piece of my plan done.

I hear the sound if moving and moaning and I know Kurt's finally awake.

"Blaine, where are you?"

"I'm here honey?"

"Why are you up so early?"

"Because, like I told you, we gotta make the most of this week, so we have to start since early in the morning"

"But I'm tired"

"Come on you'll like it, please come"

"But..."

"For me?" I tell him before giving him a quick Kiss on the lips.

"Just for you sweetie"

He gets up and gets dressed, after half an hour, he's done, which is surprising because he always needs two hours at least to finish.

"Come on, let's go"

The bridge is very close to the hotel so we just walk there, hand in hand. When we get there I turn to him, kiss him quick and start explaining.

"This bridge is where people come and place a padlock which keeps a secret or a promise, then the key is thrown into the water so that secret is never told or that promise never broken. So I thought that we should have our padlock here, with a promise"

"What promise?"

"To be together forever"

He looks at me with loving eyes and gives me a short but sweet kiss.

"Let's do it, I am sure we can keep that promise"

"Completely"

We place the padlock together and throw the key as far as we could, then look at each other for a long time before I say "Together forever?"

"Together forever"

Then we walk away hand in hand, with a huge smile on our faces and the best feeling on the world, I'm sure that promise won't be broken, we're together now, and will be together until death breaks us apart.

So... I'm torn, I don't know if this is my favorite or Santana is. It's just that this is like sweetest but I kinda love Santana and would love if that had happened. But you tell me which one's your favorite! I hope you liked this and all the others, this one would have been the last but I have to prompts to write so keep reading!

Love, Andrea