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(a/n: Heylo, I'm back. Sorry for not updating for two weeks; I had the ideas but I didn't feel like writing them down. Thank you to Frenchie for her help with the translation I screwed up on. I was too lazy to look it up and it was my old French teacher's version of "mall." So, thanks again and I might go back and fix it. It depends on how energetic I am. Anyways, on with the story!)

There standing in the doorway was a guy. He was tall, blonde, and handsome. It was...
"Julius?!" Delilah cried, completely in shock. She took the two steps to get close enough to sort of fall into his arms and hug him tight. Tight enough to seem like she would never let go of him again. "What are you doing here?"
"Hey, De," Julius replied, hugging her back just as tightly. "Happy Valentine's day."
"Oh my gosh, you remembered!" Delilah squealed, since it hadn't been a topic that had really come up in last night's conversation. They had mostly just groaned about how they couldn't be together. Although, Julius had been strangely calmer, almost like he knew something Delilah didn't...
Shaking herself from her reverie, Delilah said, "Happy Valentine's day, Jules."
Nosey let out a tiny cough, almost as if he was reminding the happy couple that he was still there and not to do anything too "couple-y." (a/n: I mean like make out or whatever.)
"Nosey, hey. How's things?" Julius asked, finally re-noticing him.
"Good. Hey, can I talk to you alone for a second?" Nosey asked Julius. To Delilah he added, "Sorry for taking him away."
"It's okay," Delilah said and walked into the kitchen.
"Yes," Julius said. "So, what's up?"
"I'm just wondering," Nosey began, "where are you going to sleep?"
"Um, the couch, Delilah's room, a hotel room... I haven't really figured it out yet," Julius replied. (a/n: No worries, there's not going to be any sex.)
"Cool, how long are you staying for?" Nosey asked.
"Til Sunday, but don't tell De. I want to tell her myself," Julius replied.
"Cool, I'll make myself scarce this weekend, then," Nosey said.
"Thanks," Julius replied, relief in his voice. "So, where are you going?"
"The clubs," Nosey replied. "Going to go dancing." He did a couple of disco fingers as he said this.
"Cool. Well, later," Julius said.
"Later," Nosey said and walked out of the apartment, closing the door behind him. (a/n: It was still open while they were talking. Don't want anyone to be confused, lol.)
Julius walked into the kitchen where Delilah was putting the computer away.
"Hey," Julius said, walking over to her.
"Hey," Delilah replied.
Julius gave her a kiss. "Have you eaten yet?" he asked.
"Not yet," Delilah replied, giving him a kiss back.
"Good," Julius said. "Then could you please put on something a bit...fancier?"
"Sure," Delilah said. "What about you? I mean, are you dressing up as well?"
"Yep," Julius said. "I'm going to use Nosey's room, if that's okay."
"I'm sure that it'll be fine," Delilah replied, noticing for the first time that Julius was holding an overnight bag. "How long will you be staying for?"
"Til Sunday," Julius replied.
"I get to spend all of Valentine's day weekend with you?" Delilah asked, delighted.
"Yep," Julius said, and smiled.
How did I get so lucky? Delilah wondered. I think have one of the most romantic boyfriends in the world/./
Delilah gave him another kiss and walked towards her bedroom. As she closed the door behind her, Julius walked towards Nosey's bedroom to get ready himself.
An hour later, they both emerged from the rooms, at the exact same time. They took one look at eachother and were majorly impressed. Delilah was wearing a sparkly purple dress that she had to have picked up in Paris, because Julius had never seen it before. Her hair was swept back in an elegant updo and she looked like a princess. (a/n: I was going to talk about her makeup as well, but that seemed like too much, lol.) Julius looked pretty hot himself. He was dressed in a tux, which had somehow managed to stay unwrinkled even though it had been stowed in an overnight bag. His hair had been slicked back with gel, as well. (a/n: Even though I like him better without the hair being gelled. He looks sort of weird with it gelled, lol. Even freakier? We were talking about this on the forum and I had already written this part.)
"Ready?" Julius asked, offering his arm.
"Ready," Delilah confirmed and accepted his arm.
Together they walked towards the front of the apartment. They exited the building and went to a blue Mini Cooper, which Julius had rented. He opened the passenger's side door for Delilah.
"After you," he said, the perfect gentleman.
"Why, thank you," Delilah answered, trying not to laugh. "Julius, where are we going?"
"You'll see," Julius answered, and began to drive.
They drove through Paris, heading towards the western part of the city.
"We're here," Julius said, slowing down and parking.
Delilah got out of the Cooper and her jaw dropped. They were in front of one of the major landmarks in Paris.

(a/n: Hi, it's me. What does she see, I wonder. Anyways, I'm debating about stop writing here but I can't decide... And Delilah's spending a lot of time in my story being shocked, I've noticed. Oooo, this is my longest chapter yet!)