The midday wind hits us as we walk out of Prada. The summer France sun shines brightly above us.

I turn to the right, but Axton turns to the left. Our connected hands hang between us.

"Come on, we're going to Calvin Klein," he says tugging me towards him. I stand in my spot.

"No, we're going to Chanel." I tug his hand and he raises his eyebrow.

"Fuck no. You're gonna spend the entire day in that store. We're going to Calvin Klein." he says and I pull my hand away from his.

"Then you can sleep at Calvin Klein too." I tell him and he rolls his green-blue eyes and grab my hand.

"Fine we can go to Chanel, just don't drop my hand like that again or I'll fuck you until you beg me to stop." I drop his hand.

"Stop saying you'll do it and do it, bitch." I tell him and he closes the space between us.

"Are you sure you want me to?" he asks, looking me up and down.

"Yes-"

"Sophia, Axton are you two together?"

"Sophia, how do you feel after stopping the wedding of the year." Great.

"Axton, was the marriage really arranged?"

"Axton are you and Sophia happy?"

"How did your family respond to this relationship?"

Axton wraps his hand around my waist.

"Axton and I are together and our publicists will post a response to all those questions soon, so look out for that!" I tell them as they back away.

"One more picture!"

"Sophia over here!"

"Axton, here!"

"Can we go back to the hotel?" I ask Axton and he nods, escorting me back to the car.

"Ever wondered what our life would be like if we weren't famous?" he asks and I turn to look at him. Even a white t-shirt and grey sweatpants make him look hot.

"All the time. But I also feel like we were given this lifestyle for a reason, like to help people and stuff." I tell him.

"Would you consider living a really private life? No social media, away from New York?" he asks me and I know where this is coming from. One thing goes wrong in New York and he runs to France. He thinks it'll be the same situation when we return.

"No, I won't. I like this lifestyle. Yeah, there's a lot of disadvantages but I like it." I tell him honestly. I wouldn't give this lifestyle up, but for him I'd think about it.

"Cool." he says, focusing on the streets of France.

"Axton, when we get back to New York, it's still going to be the same New York we left behind a few days ago." I tell him but he doesn't reply.

His phone rings and he tells me to pick it up. I mean, I don't expect him to cheat or anything but I was still a bit taken back.

"It's Sebastian." I tell him.

"Answer it." I press answer and put the phone on loudspeaker.

You would have wanted to know what they were talking about too.

"Hey Axton, I need a favor." I'm nosey and confused right now.

"What's up?" Axton asks him and I admire how good he looks right now. That's mines. He's mine. God I'm so lucky!

"I need a suite at your hotel in Spain." Axton has a hotel in Spain?

"Alright, I'll have that ready for you in," he looks at his watch on his left hand.

"Five minutes." he says.

"Thanks, it's for Amanda and I." Sebastian says and I smirk at Axton.

"Where's Soph?" Oh look at that he remembers me.

"Right here lover boy." I chuckle and I can see him rolling his eyes.

"Shut up, I'll see you guys soon. Thanks again Axton."

"Yeah, no problem." Axton says and I tell him bye and hang up.

"I can't believe he has a girlfriend!" I tell Axton.

"I can't believe I have a girlfriend." Axton says and I laugh.

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"Most likely there's going to be three different fabrics tomorrow. Just choose whichever you like, I trust your choice Hayley." I speak into the phone as I place food onto the white plates.

It's been a few hours since we came back from shopping. We both fell asleep as soon as we hit the bed. Now we were gonna have dinner, after I finish this call.

"Okay Sophia, also you have to choose a date for the show!" Hayley says and I internally slap myself for forgetting.

"We'll discuss that when I get back, just focus on the fabrics for-" Arms wrap around me from the back.

"For now. I'll call you tomorrow Hayley." I tell her, placing my free hand over Axton's.

"Okay, bye Soph." she hangs up and I drop the phone onto the island.

"Hi," I tell him as I place the last serving of chicken on the plate.

"Hi," he mumbles, sinking his head between my neck and shoulder. I frown knowing he's not okay.

"What's wrong?" I turn around to face him.

"My mom called. She wants to meet Ameila. This is all my fault Soph. I fucked up and now we're gonna ruin that little girl's life." he says as he clings onto me. I wrap my arms around him.

"No it's not. She was going to eventually find out. Plus, she needed to know. You're not gonna ruin her life," I tell him.

"He will." he mumbles.

"No he won't, we'll make sure of it okay?" I kiss his cheek.

"And what if she starts hating me? Soph I don't want the kid to hate me, she's pretty cute." he says and I smile. You can tell he really likes her.

"She won't, plus I've seen the way she looks at you. Like you're the best big brother in the world." I chuckle.

"You're making it cheesy." he says and I laugh.

"She isn't gonna hate you and everything is gonna be alright, okay?" He pulls away from our hug and crashes his lips onto mines.

"Mhm, as long as you're with me." He says and I smile against his lips.

"I love you." I tell him as he rests his forehead on mine.

"I love me too, I'm pretty cool huh?" he says and I narrow my eyes at him.

"Kidding, I love you too baby." he pecks my lips.

"Okay, let's go eat dinner," I tell him and he pushes me against the kitchen island.

"I have something else in mind..." he says.

"Shut up, horny ass!" I smack his shoulder.

"Dinner, now!" I tell him and he rolls his eyes.

"Alright mom."

"Stop calling me mom!" I yell at him and the asshole throws an ice cube at me.

"Hey!" I pout.

"You're so cute." he kisses my cheek as he grabs his plate and walks onto the balcony.