Alright, this is the second ending! Two updates in one day? Ha, I'm pretty bored. I hope to be finished with this book by the end of the day tomorrow. Enjoy! :D
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...nothing but darkness before you.
You were really afraid, no one was there to watch you as your breath grew quicker and more shallow. You felt tears of fear and anger roll down your face. As you looked around backstage, you squeezed the blindfold in your hand, trying to pull yourself together. You nearly screamed when you felt something wrap around your waist, but breathed a sigh of relief when you saw who it was: Francis. "Bonjour, mon amour~" he smiled, only for it to fade when he noticed your tear-stained face. "What's wrong, mon cherie?" Without thinking, you wrapped your arms around him and buried your face into his shoulder. "Did I scare you, belle?" he asked. You nodded slowly and he slid his thumb and index finger under your chin, forcing you to look up at him. "Je suis desole, petite fleur, (I'm sorry, little flower.)" he apologized. "It's okay, Francis," you smiled weakly. "Just don't do that again." He nodded and kissed your cheek, making your face light up like a Christmas tree. "Are you ready, ma belle rose?" he asked. "Oui," you nodded and squeaked as he picked you up. "Um, I can walk, you know." "Oui, I know," he smirked. "But I wanted to make it up to you for scaring you." "Alright, then," you sighed, giggling as he tapped your nose.
"Our final lucky girl is (Y/N) (L/N), and the winner in her group is... Francis Bonnefoy!" Alexis beamed as the two of you ran offstage. "In your face, bitches!" you heard Naomi laugh as Izzy and Lizzie each handed her a twenty dollar bill. "I told you they were made for each other!" "Naomi! Watch your language, love!" Arthur snapped as she hugged him and apologized. You rolled your eyes at the couple, and turned back to the blond Frenchman. "So, what now?" you asked. He shrugged and suggested. "Do you want to go back to my place?" "Sounds good to me, mon amour," you smiled, noticing your new boyfriend wiggle his eyebrows suggestively as he heard you speak in his native tongue. The two of you left the building and returned to his house a few minutes later. He told you to make yourself comfortable, so you laid on your stomach on his couch (bad idea, dude). A couple minutes later, you felt something grab your ass. You let out a squeal and turned to see Francis chuckling, not afraid of your death glare. "Ohhonhonhon~ I couldn't help myself, mon petite fleur," he smirked, still un-phased by your glare. "Come on, mon cherie. Don't play hard to get." He smirked as you stuck your tongue out at him playfully. He pinned you on his couch and curled up next to you. You were confused until he snaked his arms around your waist and tickled your stomach, making you burst into a fit of giggles. "Francis!" you squeaked in between fits of laughter as he chuckled at your reaction. "Please, stop!" You couldn't see it, but you could tell he was shaking his head as he kept tickling. After a few minutes, he stopped, and let you catch your breath. "What the hell, Francis?" you pouted. "Ohhonhon~ You're cute when you laugh, petite fleur," he smirked, kissing your cheek, making you blush.
After a few weeks, you had become good friends with Gilbert and Antonio, even though they lost your heart to Francis. He was okay with you hanging out with his friends... most of the time. Whenever the other two tried to flirt with you, however, he'd go into super-protective-boyfriend mode. He'd always tell you pick-up lines, no matter how shitty they were. He loved hearing you laugh and seeing you happy, so it was normal for him to tickle you whenever the two of you cuddled. He loved everything about you and vice-versa. He would leave kisses on every inch of your face whenever you were upset, and would hug you never let you go for at least a half-hour. You also noticed that he wasn't as flirtatious to other women since the blind-dating event. He'd tell you that he saved all that love for you. The two of you were married within 9 months after the event.
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I had no idea what to write for this one, so sorry if it sucks... :/ Two endings down, two more to go!
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