"Iris! We're here!" Louis interrupted my thoughts. I have been 820 days clean. I'm proud of myself. Thats like 2 years and 3 months. I cutted for 9 months. That's a lot of clean days. Well at least for me it is.
"Oh. Okay. Bye Hazza."
"Bye Lou." We got out of the car and quietly walked towards the airport.
"Are we going on the jet?"
"Ok. Okay." We kept on walking quietly until Lou spoke again.
"What were you thinking about in the car?" Was it that obvious that I was thinking about something?
"You were thinking about something. You looked deep in thought and then you were wincing every minute or so." He saw me! I was wincing? I must have really been deep in thought.
"Oh. It was nothing." I hope he drops the subject.
I know that if I tell him he will tell the lads and then they will go over protective with me. I don't want to see the disappointment in their eyes when they find out. They will think I'm a freak and send me back home or even worse get me some professional help. I might not have cut in a while but I'll be lying if I say the thought hasn't crossed in my mind a few times. I fight it. I don't let the temptation get to me.
I can't fall onto the hole again. And if I do fall back into the hole, I don't want to drag the lads with me. They don't deserve it. Nobody does. That's not fair. Life is not fair. We just had to suck it up and live with it. The lads deserve happiness. I don't want to burden them with my problems and past.
"Sure." Lou rolled his eyes but dropped the subject. I know he wants to talk about it. I know he knows that if he pushes it, it will only push me away from telling him what I was thinking about. God bless Louis Tomlinson and his ass. I want an ass as big as his. Because damn that boy got booty.
"Where are we going by the way?"
"The City of Love."
"Yeah. Why? Is there a problem?"
"No not at all. I've never been to Paris."
"You're going to love it!" We entered the jet and took a seat. "You should sleep sunshine. Its only a 3 hour flight."
"But it'll ruin my hair!"
"Just sleep sunshine. I'm sure your hair is going to be alright."
"Okay. Wake me up when we land though. I want to see Paris." He chuckled.
"Okay sunshine." With that I fell into a deep slumber. I really can sleep anywhere.
About 3 hours later
"Sunshine wake up. We just landed."
"Ugh. Okay." I woke up and stretched. I looked outside to see nobody. It was completely deserted. Now I'm confused. Isn't Lou famous or something like that? He's in One Direction. Biggest boyband of the world. Why isn't there paps and fans?
"You are probably wondering why no paps are here right?" I nodded. "Well I had Zayn hypnotized Justin Bieber into dying his hair blonde so now everybody is after him trying to get the real reason why he dyed it. And the fans think we are home for a break." They lied just so that they could protect me. No wonder none of the fans attack us on any of the dates. Well except for Niall's, but I have a feeling that that girl was a vampire.
"Bastards." I said shaking my head trying to hide my smirk.
"Whateva. Come on. We have reservations at The Eiffel Tower." He tugged me and practically shoved me into the car. He quickly drove off. We were on the road as quickly as we got into the car. An old lady was driving besides us. She looked unhappy.
"Hey Lou watch this." I looked over to the old lady and rolled down my window. Her's was already rolled down. "MY MILK SHAKE BRINGS THEM BOYS TO THE YARD DAMN RIGHT THEY'RE BETTER THAN YOURS!" I "sang" while shaking my boobs everywhere. Louis was cracking up next to me. I looked over to the old lady to see her with an traumatized face.
"Hello ma'am. Mind taking a picture with me?" I asked her innocently while taking out my phone and pointed at it. I don't even know if she speaks English. It's worth a try though.
"You teenagers are seriously fucking mental." Well now we know she can speak English. I gasped at her comment. I swear I have no idea how I'm keeping my face serious right now because in the inside I feeling like bursting into laughs.
"All I did was ask for a picture. I like old ladies." That sounded so wrong on many levels. Lou was trying so hard not to laugh too hard next to me.
"Fuck you!" Whoa. Don't mess with French old ladies. They'll cuss the shit out of you if you say something nice to them. Might as well cuss at them back.
"That's rude. Fuck you!" I made a silly face at her direction. With that she drove off. It's illegal to speed old lady! Old people are dangerous on the road! Watch out people! The old lady will cuss at you if you get in her way!
"Oh my god. You are hilarious." I feel flattered.
"Thank you. I do try." I smiled widely at him.
"Come on. We're here." Here goes to the last date.
Hello my Pringles!! The book is almost over! About 11 more chapters and it's done. I love you guys so much. I'm so sleepy. Anyways I'm watching Ellen and I am in love with her. She is so funnay and inspirational. They ways she helps and gives money to the needed ones. I would want to meet her one day. And when I do I can die happy. I also want to meet One Direction (of course) 5SOS, Ed Sheeran, Demi Lovato, and Cher Lloyd. Oh! Oh! And Little Mix!
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