Welcome to Luxembourg

Hans was staring at his tv and couldn't believe what he just saw. The crowd was so amazed by Miley that they basically refused to let her go after only one song, and when she reappeared together with her father, he had a hard time to not get too emotional. For the first time, he actually realized how famous Miley was in the US and in some parts of Europe, and seeing her on that stage, he was so proud of her, and he still had no idea how it was possible that this woman wanted to be his girlfriend.

First, he sent Miley a text message, calling her probably wouldn't make any sense now.

"Hey, I just saw that everything went great, you have no idea how proud I am of you right now. I'll be heading to my bachelor party in about two hours, but don't hesitate to call me once you have a bit of a break. Love you. PS: Achy Breaky Heart…seriously? "

He was smiling as he pushed the send button. Afterwards, he realized that this was the first time, apart from the hundreds of private concerts he got to enjoy, that he witnessed a real live performance from Miley, and he had to admit that he was more than impressed by her voice and her presence on stage. He went to take a shower and get dressed before they would surprise Serge for his special day. Funnily, his parents would lure his friend into this, by pretending that they were interested in his services as an interior designer. This type of bachelor parties usually didn't happen on a Sunday, but everybody invited was able to get Monday off from work (ok, most of them took 2 days off, just in case it got too bad), and also Serge's boss was already informed that he shouldn't expect his employee to come to work the next day. But most of all, they were sure that Serge didn't expect this to happen on a Sunday at all.

As he came out of the bathroom, he saw that he had a couple of text messages on his phone, the first one being from Luc's girlfriend Sabrina:

"Hey, I hope you've seen Miley, her performance was just awesome. We really have to make it to one of her concert's some day."

"Of course I saw everything. And, about the concert, I might hook you up with the tickets, I know a couple of people that might help us… ".

The next message came from Will:

"Hey, I just saw Miley's gig, the girl rocks"

Hans made his way to his parents and soon after, all of Serge's friends arrived, and finally at 2pm, the groom himself showed up. Even though he almost got a heart attack when his friends suddenly jumped around the corner, he was really happy, especially that Hans came back from LA earlier to take part in this. We don't want to waste any time by going too much into the details, but it turned out to be a fun night with food, music and alcohol…lots of alcohol.

Before it would be impossible to have a serious conversation, Hans took his soon to be married friend aside:

"I know it's a bit late, but do you think it might be possible to bring someone to the wedding?"

"So your girlfriend is really coming? I somehow didn't expect that. But of course, that's no problem, and like that I'm finally gonna meet her."

"Yeah, she definitely didn't expect me to want her here already, but she was able to reschedule all her appointments, so that she can stay here for 9 days."

"So when will she arrive?"

"Wednesday"

"Haha…who would have thought…that you would show up on my wedding with your girlfriend?"

Hans sighed in despair:

"Why am I not surprised?"

As soon as everything was settled, they went back to the rest of the group, and we better don't lose too much words about what happened during the rest of the night.

When Hans woke up the next morning, it took him some time to figure out where he was. Somehow, he didn't make it to the bedroom anymore and fell asleep on the couch. Every bone in his body hurt, his mouth was unbelievably dry and considering his enormous headache, he must have been drinking way more then he remembered…in short words, he had a deadly hangover. But as the images from last night slowly popped up in his head, he didn't regret one sip of it. It just felt too good to have a crazy night out after the exhausting last couple of weeks.

He was surprised when he saw it was already 2 pm, which was a bit late for breakfast, so he put a pizza in the oven and took a cold shower. He felt slightly better after the shower but still, he could feel that he wasn't a teenager anymore.

Just as he sat down on the couch with his lunch, his phone started to ring and Miley's name appeared on the display:

"Hey" Oh wow, he somehow sounded like Joe Cocker after two bottles of whiskey and a box of cigars.

"Haha, sounds like someone had a pretty interesting night…"

„That's no reason to scream in your phone like that…" Hans grumbled.

"Hm, is it possible that you are a bit grumpy…or are you just getting old?"

"That might be possible, but at least I can tell from the things I remember…it was worth it. But tell me, how are you? Your performance turned out to last a bit longer than planned?"

"What can I say, that song was the perfect choice. It was just unreal, and going back on stage with my father just made it even more perfect. I think that performing together fixed more between us than any conversation could have"

"Good to hear. And what are your plans for today? Will you be able to get some rest?"

"Not really, no. I have a meeting with some people from my production company a bit later, we want to set up a timeline for the production of my new album. I suppose we'll start the studio work as soon as we're back from Luxembourg."

"So there will be a new album soon. You already got the lyrics together for the songs?"

"Not all of them, but I have some ideas. There will be a few surprises, especially for you…"

"Oh really? Like what?"

"Pff, you know what surprise means, right? I won't tell you…"

"Haha, sorry, can't blame me for trying. And for the flights tomorrow, everything's set up?"

"Let's say, everything is booked and organized. I just hope I will arrive at the right airport, it's the first time I'm travelling to Europe on my own"

"You'll be fine. And when you come through the exit, I'll be waiting for you."

"I'm really looking forward to it. Ok, I have to head to my next appointment, I'll see you in two days"

Hans used the rest of the day to recover a bit from the bachelor party, in other words, he didn't do anything at all. On Tuesday, he met his parents and his godfather for lunch and in the evening, he joined Luc for basketball practice in Larochette, the club that Luc was playing for. And only in an amateur club like this, it was possible that one of the main players disappeared on a US trip for 2 weeks in the middle of the season. Hans was running up and down the court a little bit to help out with some drills and a bit of 5 on 5. Or at least this was the initial plan, but when his team was trailing, his competitive spirit woke up and he upped the tempo a bit, so that everyone in the gym could see why the two professional players of the Larochette team were making about 1500$ per month, while Hans made up to 20 million per season at the peak of his career.

After practice, he drove back home, watched a movie and went to sleep. Tomorrow at 2 pm, he would finally pick up Miley at the airport. He was very curious to find out how she would like Luxembourg. It actually meant a lot to him, since he planned for the future to spend some time of the year in his home country.

Meanwhile on Tuesday morning in Washington D.C, Miley was a little nervous. For the first time in her life, she would fly to Europe on her own. She had booked first class tickets and therefore would be more or less isolated from the other passengers, but it was still a bit scary. The meeting with the producers were very efficient, but she told Hans a little lie about the state of her new album. The lyrics were mostly done, and the surprise she mentioned was a song that she completely wrote herself, and it was about her first date with Hans and how much he had changed her life. She couldn't wait to finish the album and see how Hans would react to this song.

A few minutes later, it was time to head to the airport. She would share a cab with her father and then wait in the First Class Lounge for the intercontinental flights. She would use Swiss Air to fly to Luxembourg, with a stopover in Zurich. She was excited to finally arrive, she had already been in France and Germany, but never in this tiny little country. A whole country with a population of just half a million people…sounded somewhat funny.

2 hours later, Miley was in the plane. Everything had worked just perfectly until now, and nobody bothered her in any way, because apart from her, there were two elderly couples and 3 business men in the first class, and they were not the kind of people that were interested in her or her music. The flight was very calm, and when they arrived in Zurich, they were brought to the Swiss Air lounge by a separate bus. The stopover in Switzerland was 3 hours, followed by the flight that the young artist was concerned about. The Luxembourgish airline only possessed smaller aircrafts where there was no first class, only business class, but not really separated from the rest. She just hoped that there wouldn't be too many people recognizing her. She followed Hans advice and put on a surprisingly modest outfit with a sweatshirt and a pair of leggings, but she doubted this would help a lot.

A couple of hours later, she was in the plane and she was…perplex. They were about to land in Luxembourg, and nobody had paid the slightest attention to her…which was somehow disappointing to be honest.

A few minutes later, they were landing at the small Luxembourg airport. Miley looked out of the window, curious how everything would look like. The landscape was similar to the one in Germany or France, the only thing she noticed was that she had never seen such a small airport before, it looked even smaller than the private airport in Aspen. They even walked from the aircraft to the airport building, which she had never seen before at a public airport, and picking up her luggage only took about 10 minutes. There still wasn't a single person that had tried to talk to her, so she was heading to the exit. She hoped Hans was already there, after all, she hadn't seen him since last Saturday. Miley arrived at the door and took a deep breath, she was expecting journalists and paparazzi waiting for her, and when she stepped into the arrivals hall there were…only normal people, nobody waiting to take pictures of her and blending her with the flashlight. She got excited and took a look around (this airport was really small) and finally, she was able to locate Hans. As it seemed, he was in an intense fight with the vending machine.

A few seconds later, he seemed to give up an turned around. The vending machine took his 2 euros, but it refused to spill out his snack. The resignation however turned into joy when he saw Miley. He went over to her and was finally able to hug and kiss her again. Happy to have her back, he took her luggage with his left hand, while he put his right arm around her:

"So, how did it feel, to travel all by yourself?"

"To be honest, it was actually disappointingly boring. No autographs, no pictures, everything worked out…almost creepy. But people over here really don't care about me at all it seems."

"They would, if they had any idea who you are. The thing is, being dressed like you are right now, nobody suspects you to be an international popstar. Besides, people like you don't really spend their time here in Luxembourg. And God, you look cute in that sweatshirt."

"Sounds like a good explanation and haha, very funny. By the way, where are my flowers?" she asked.

"I was serious about the sweatshirt. And there are no flowers, but I prepared a little surprise for you at home" Hans answered with a smile.

"So what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

On the way to Hans place, which was about 25 minutes away from the airport, Miley took a first look at the country where she might spend a lot of time in the future. She really liked the landscape, lots of green and lots of nature, small villages, it looked just perfect to recover a bit from the stressful life in Los Angeles. But she was definitely shocked when they arrived at the apartment building and Hans explained her that they just crossed more or less a third of the whole country.

Calling his flat an apartment or penthouse would be an understatement. Hans just bought all three apartments on the last floor and remodeled them according to his needs (or preferences), so that he had a living space of almost 4000 square feet. There were 3 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, a small gym, sauna, a huge kitchen and living room, 2 dressing rooms and, of course, a games room. Additional to this, he had 6 parking spaces in the underground garage, but he only used 3 of them. He definitely liked cars, but he didn't see any sense in having a dozen of them.

After he had shown Miley most of his place (of course they started with the most important room…her dressing room), she asked impatiently:

"Ok, and where's my surprise?"

"Are you in a hurry? Just give me a few minutes, I just have to prepare something"

Hans went to the bedroom and it took him about 5 minutes before he came back. He found Miley in the dressing room which he had emptied for her, and it looked like she was already settling in pretty fine. He observed her for a few seconds before he said:

"I mean, if you're too busy, the surprise can wait until tomorrow"

"What? No no, I'm done…where is it?"

"Just follow me"

He grabbed his girlfriend by the hand and guided her into the bedroom. The lights were switched off and he had lit a few candles instead, then he pushed a button on the remote control and some romantic music started to play. He told her to lie down on the bed and said with a big grin:

"Don't get me wrong, but for the next part, you have to take off your clothes…"

"Really? And why, if I may ask?"

"Well, I thought that after all the stress you had in Washington and traveling to Luxembourg, you might have to relax a bit and could use a little massage"

Miley turned around to give Hans a kiss, undressed and lied down on the bed. It had been awhile since Hans lastly gave a massage to a girl, but he considered himself as rather talented in this area. Besides, the most important was using the right oil.

He bought one that smelled like some kind of herbs, and taking in account Miley's reaction to it, he made a good choice. He started massaging her, and he enjoyed touching his girlfriend and feeling her soft skin under his hands. He massaged her back and shoulders, arms and legs, and since he took his job very serious, he couldn't, of course, neglect the butt. Miley meanwhile was in heaven…candle light, romantic music, oil and a massage. She had closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep when Hans suddenly stopped.

"Hey, that's it already?"

„Nope. But now you have to turn around, we're moving to the front part". Hans didn't even try to hide his lustful smile.

"Pff…you should be ashamed to take advantage of me like that" Miley murmured, but turned around willingly.

Like that, Hans could turn his attention to the more…interesting…parts of the body, and after he was done with the massage, they found out that it was pretty convenient to have a big shower where 2 people could fit in without a problem.