Waking up in Paris
Insaf's Pov.
The hard knocking on the door woke me up. I looked around. Where was I, and why is Meryam lying next to me? Picking up my phone and going to the door to see who was knocking I opened the curtains of the room. That’s when all of it came back, I saw the beauty of the Eiffel Tower. Duuh we were in Paris, I face-palmed myself and took a scarf to put it on. You never know if it was room service or something. I opened the door.
“Bonjour!! How are you guys this afternoon? Didn’t see you at breakfast… so I was wondering if you are okay” Aya said coming in.
“Huh, afternoon? Wait how late is it?? And uhm ok don’t laugh but I’m the only one who’s awake so..” I replied, woah did she really say afternoon?
“Uhu, so are they going to wake up anytime soon? After lunch we’re all going for a walk. I think to visit Montmartre or something like that. Anyways hah, it’s a church” She said with a big smile on her face.
I didn’t know what to say, I know that if I’m the one to wake those sleepy heads then I’m the one who has to deal with all the yelling and the “leave me alone, I wanna sleep” crap. Which is actually funny if it’s not directed at you so…
“Aya, you know what? I gave you the honor to wake them up” I said with a smirk. “I’m going to take a shower and pray so you can take all the time you’ll need to wake them up” I said laughing a bit. She just looked at me with a frown, not knowing why I was laughing at this situation.
I took some of my clothes out of the hotel closet, I don’t remember putting them there before going to bed. Whatever, I want to take a shower right now, I’ll ask the girls later. I went to the bathroom and started taking off my Pj. I heard Meryam mumbling something like a baby. Then it was Marie’s turn damn girl can yell. Did she just throw Aya out of our room? Seriously? These girls needs some discipline, I mean come on!? Aya was just being nice and waking them up. But then again we all knew that messing with Marie’s sleep was something “not-done” so, that was a mistake. I feel bad about it, it’s my fault, I made Aya do this. After cleaning myself and finally being really awake and dressed of course I exited the bathroom. The two sleepyheads went back to bed. Oh, no that’s it! I took my Iphone and searched for a song with a good beat. Found it, “Don’t wake me up by Chris Brown” . Oh, the irony. I put it on the highest volume and let the song play, while I took my stuff to pray.
The chorus started playing, I never actually put the volume this high. But, let’s be honest this song is good…
Don't wake me up up up up up up,
Don't wake me up up up up up up,
Don't wake me up up up up up up,
Don't wake me up, don't wake me,
Don't wake me up (girl)
Don't wake me up,
Don't wake me up (yeah)
Don't wake me up up up up up up,
Don't wake me up, don't wake me
Watching the girls groan I took a few steps back. A bit afraid of what Marie good do to me. She jumped out of the bed and ripped my phone out of my hand and turned the song of.
“ARE YOU CRAZY!!!???! What’s your problem?” she yelled at me
I just stood there in shock, I knew she could go all fed up about waking her up. But this is way too much, don’t you think?
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