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Zander's POV
"Oh my gosh, are you kidding?" grins Kacey, smiling from ear to ear.
"Yeah baby we are going to Paris!" I say, confirming the trip to France.
"I am so excited!" exclaims Kacey pulling out her phone, "Just let me ask my mom."
"Me too." Says Kevin
"I should too." Agrees Nelson, taking out his cellphone.
"Are you going to ask Stevie?" I ask her.
"No." she says blankly
"Why, don't you wanna go?" I say sitting down next to her.
"No I do I really do." She starts
"But?" I ask again
"My parents will never go for it." she says frowning
"Why?"
"They won't let me go anywhere without parental supervision since last time…" she declares
"But it's not going to be fun if you don't go." I say nudging her, "Can't you at least ask?"
"Fine." She sighs dialing her mom's phone number
"Hi Mom can I ask you something?" she says into the phone, "Zander won a free trip for five people to Paris and he-" she starts, getting cut off by her mom I assume.
"No Mom no one's parents are going." She admits, sighing "Okay bye."
"What did she say?" I ask
"I can go!" says Kacey
"Me too!" yells Kevin
"Me three!" exclaims Nelson
"And I can't" says Stevie grabbing her bag, "Have fun guys." She says giving a small wave
"It's not going to be any fun without Stevie." huffs Kacey plopping on the coach.
"I know." Says Nelson
"I think I have an idea." See you guys on Saturday so we can have fun in Paris!" I exclaim leaving the room and getting into my car. I know that Stevie has a shift at Danny Mangoes tonight until seven and I had forty-five minutes until she got home. I park in her driveway and knock on her front door.
"Zander?" her Mom asks opening the door, "Stevie's not home."
"I know I came to talk to you." I say, "Can I come in?" I ask
"Sure." She says opening up the door wider, "Is everything okay?" she questions
"Yeah I came to talk about Stevie."
"Oh my lord is she okay?" she asks alert, "Is she doing drugs, is someone pressuring her is-"she says jumping to conclusions.
"No no." I say, "Mrs. Baskara I came to talk to you about the Paris trip." I say playing with my hands.
She sighs, "Zander I have already told Stevie that she can't go."
"I know it's just that." I begin, "We all really want Stevie to go and more importantly I want Stevie to go and I don't want her to be left out, I just want you to know that even though there won't be any parents I would take really good care of Stevie I wouldn't let her out of my sight."
"Alright." She blinks
"What?" I ask confused
"She can go."
"Really?" I ask getting up, "Thank you so much." I smile, going to the door. Mrs. Baskara smiles as she opens the door.
"Just don't break her heart okay?" she says as I step onto her porch.
"Excuse me?" I ask confused
"I can tell you have a thing for my daughter, just don't break her heart." She confirms, with a smile.
I smile before saying one final goodbye and getting into my car.
Saturday morning
Stevie's POV
It was 7:00 in the morning as I turned in my bed. Zander and the others were probably at the airport already going to stupid Paris. Just as I close my eyes my phone starts to ring, its Zander.
"Hello?" I say groggily
"Stevie get your butt down here!"
"What?"
"Just go ask your Mom and hurry!" he says before hanging up.
I walk downstairs in my pajamas to see my Mom standing by the door with my luggage. What was she doing with my luggage?
"Mom?" I ask
"C'mon hunny you're going to Paris!" she exclaims as we get into the car
"Why the sudden change in heart?" I ask buckling my seat belt.
"Zander came and talked to Me." she says as we make our way to the airport
Later at the airport…
Zander's POV
"C'mon where is Stevie?" I ask aloud looking down at my watch.
"Hey guys." Says Stevie coming to sit down next to us in her adorable, flannel pajamas
"Hey!" I exclaim hugging her
"Flight 6776 to Paris is now boarding." The flight attendant announces over the intercom. We all stand up and give our tickets to the guy as we walk onto the plane.
I put my luggage in the above spot and sit down next to Stevie.
"Thanks." Stevie whispers putting her head on my shoulder
"For what?" I smirk, playing dumb.
"Talking to my Mom."
"No problem." I say laying my head on top of hers.
"Just so you know that's not all she told Me." she admits, looking up at me.
"What?"
"She told me that she told you not to break my heart." She whispers
"Uh…" I mutter my cheeks turning pink
"Is that true?" she asks taking her head off my shoulder
"It's true okay Stevie I like you a lot. "I sigh looking away from her
"Wait." She says pulling my face back to hers, "I like you a lot too." She smiles
"Really?" I ask
"Really." She confirms, "So what are you gonna do about it?" she smirks
I lean in and kiss her. It was exactly what I thought it would be only more. We pull away when the pilot announces that we are taking off.
"So what does this mean?" she asks, buckling her seatbelt
"Well can I ask you something?"
"Anything." She responds
"If hypothetically I asked you to be my girlfriend in the most romantic place in the world say like Paris what would you say?" I ask smirking
"I guess you're going to have to find out."