Chapter 18

J E A N

Today was Célian's birthday, the day we would be celebrating.

We were all down stairs waiting for Célian to come down stairs to wish him a happy birthday.

Soon we heard a howl of laughter and soon I saw him sliding down the rail of the stairs.

I shook my head and looked down at Grayson who had a smile of his face.

Célian slid down and greeted Basile first, "Smile brother, it's my birthday!" Célian wrapped his arms around Basile and gave him a pat on the back.

And then a miracle happened, Basile laughed.

"What?!" We all said at once.

"What?" Basile questioned innocently.  A small hint of a smile on his lips.

"You just laughed!" Célian smiled wide.

"Consider it your birthday present."

"You got me something though right?" Célian questioned.

Your so selfish." Basile shook his head, back to his normal emotionless self, as he straightened his suit.

Célian hugged my mother and Violetta then came to me, "Happy birthday baby brother." I smiled.

He gave me a hug and then looked at Grayson, "We are gonna party tonight, your eighteen right?"

Grayson nodded and looked up at me, I just smiled. I knew Celian would be asking Grayson to be his party buddy because Basile and I sure weren't going to do it.

"Well, Grayson, I'm gonna show you how to have a good time tonight. With you dating my big brother I know you don't get to party so while your here you might as well have fun right?" Célian looked at me and winked.

I narrowed my eyes at him, what did he have planned for my Grayson.

Grayson looked up at me with slight confusion.

"Célian can I talk to you for a minute?" I smiled.

"Sure."

We walked into the kitchen and I looked at him, "What exactly do you have planned for Grayson?" I asked.

He groaned, "Come on Jean, just let him have some fun, you know he has never got a chance to party like this." I gave him a questioning look, a hint of a smile on my lips, he chuckled and continued, "Just let him meet a couple french dudes, drink too much and dance to some crazy stupid french music at a club." I chuckled at the last part.

"Fine, but I swear if you go too far and he gets hurt I will punch you in the face on your birthday."

"Don't worry, he will be fine." He said as we walked back into the living room.

Grayson smiled at me as Célian wrapped his arm around him, "We will see you all later!" Célian yelled as he walked out of the room, Grayson in tow.

G R A Y S O N

"What are we doing?" I asked as Célian dragged me out of the house.

"We are having fun on my birthday, we are making memories." He laughed.

"I don't even really know you and you chose me to be your tag along?" I asked.

"Yeah," he stopped and looked at me, "Listen, I don't know you but I know enough from what Jean and my mom have told me. And from what I hear you've had a pretty tough life, which means you haven't gotten to have much fun. Here in France you are allowed to drink so I'm going to show you how to have fun before you go back to my boring brother."

I smiled and he gave me a playful smack on the shoulder, "That's the spirit, come one, lets have some fun." He smiled.

***At Club***

As we entered the club french music blasted through speakers. Bodies moved against each other on the dance floor as many people surrounded the bar.

"Come on, this way." Célian yelled over the music and pulled me to the open spot on the bar.

He said something in french to the bartender and he came back with a try of shot classes.

Célian picked up one and I picked up an other one, "Ready?" he smiled.

I nodded and he laughed and downed the liquid. I did the same and held down my urge to spit out the dragon spit I had just put in my mouth, "What the hell did you just let me drink?" I asked, wiping my mouth.

He laughed, "Come one, take another one with me."

I scoffed, "Is it even okay to drink this?" I asked picking up another one.

"Of course." he downed another.

I did the same.

After about the fifth one I had gotten used to the horrible taste and I was starting to feel the first shot.

When we had finished the shots we headed to the dance floor. I had no idea what the music was saying but I moved with the music, trying my best not to move into someone else.

After about three songs I had managed to lose sight of Célian. I had a mini panic attack and backed into something hard. I was now drunk so I figured I had run into a wall.

I turned around and saw that it was not a wall, it was a very tall, very buff man.

Sorry." I apologized.

"No problem." he smiled and my eyes widened, he was american.

My shocked expression must have been exaggerated in my drunk state because he started laughing.

"What, are you surprised your not the only american here?" He laughed.

"Maybe." I blushed slightly and looked down.

"It's fine. Your pretty young aren't you?" He asked taking a sip of his beer.

"Yeah, eighteen." I answered immediately feeling stupid for giving out my age.

"That's cute, is this your first time drinking?"

"Why so many questions?" I questioned with a sly smile.

"I'm I very inquisitive person." He smirked.

I was about to reply when I felt someone wrap there arms around me. I gasped and turned around.

"Jean?" I smiled as I looked at his blue eyes.

"God your breath smells horrible." He laughed and I put my hand over my mouth, blushing.

"What are you doing here?" I asked through my hand.

Jean pulled my hand off my mouth and pecked my lips, "Did you really think I would let you loose with my wild brother. He is probably in some corner swallowing some girls face."

I laughed and turned when I heard someone clear their throat. My head was spinning from all the turning.

I looked at the man and let out a shaky laugh, "Who is this Grayson?" Jean asked.

"This is um..." I didn't know his name.

"Carter, I'm Carter." He said taking another sip of his drink.

"Nice to meet you Carter." Jean smiled, "I'm Jean."

"I know, your that really rich guy all over the news."

Jean just nodded, it felt awkward between them. I felt a wave of dizziness and fell into Jean's arms.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

I snuggled into his chest, "I'm tired, can you take me home?" I whispered.

"Yeah, bye Carter." Jean said as he carried me out of the club.

He climbed into a car and I snuggled close, taking in his amazing smell, "You smell soooo good." I said and he chuckled.

I looked up at his face and pet it, Your face is so pretty, and so smooth." I giggled and ran my hands in his hair, "Your hair is so long and smooth, it's like petting a cat." I smiled.

"Go to sleep Grayson." He smiled and kissed my forehead.

I closed my eyes and smiled at him before snuggling into his chest, falling into a dreamless sleep.

***

I woke up with a throbbing head and groaned as the light shinned bright through the curtains.

"Turn it off." I groaned.

"What the sun?" Jean laughed.

"Yeah." I said, my voice scratchy.

He closed the blinds and I sighed in relief.

"Is that better?"

"Yes." I smiled.

I sat up and he handed me a glass of water and a pill, "Take this, it will help you feel better." he said then kissed my forehead.

Thanks." I said after taking it.

"No problem." he smiled.

"Did you have fun yesterday?" He asked, sitting down beside me.

"Yeah." I smiled and snuggled into Jean's side.

I started petting his hair like I always did as he rubbed my back. We stayed like that, just enjoying each others presence, until my headache was gone.

What do ya think?

I guess it's good to know that I'm the only one that doesn't really like coffee ;)

On a completely different note I have a question for you peoples. This just popped into my mind: If Grayson and Jean had a ship name, what would it be?

I hope you enjoyed it my Lovlies, I feel like I haven't been calling y'all that as much as I would like.

Anyway, I hope you have a nice day/night!

~Beatrice