"Color is my day-long obsession, joy and torment."
~Claude Monet
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*Play Up by Olly Murs and Demi Lovato*
Today is a free day. Where basically me and Harry can go sight seeing.
Every city and country we are in, we stay two days. One day is the concert, and then the next is free for you to relax, have fun and shop.
I'm excited for today. Harry said we can walk around the beautiful city of Paris France. He also said that we need to find a charm for my bracelet, which is what I'm most excited for.
But what I really can't wait for, is when we get to Toronto. It's gonna a while, which sucks and I'm really impatient because it's going to be snowing!
I've never seen the snow. We didn't ever get enough snow it Portland, and now that I live in Los Angles, there really isn't any snow.
I'm excited to make snowmen and snow angels. And have a snow ball fight! It's been my dream for as long as I can remember.
I walk hand in hand with Harry. Looking at all the people bustling about. Luckily it was chilly enough so that Harry didn't look to suspicious.
He hand to cover up so we wouldn't get noticed. He has a scarf around his face, a hat on under his hood. Sunglasses perched on his nose.
Meanwhile I have a coat on and the hood up, a scarf covering my face slightly but enough people can see me.
"So, what do you think about the city of love so far?" Harry asks, while we watch children run around the park.
"It's amazing. I can't wait to see the Eiffel tower" I says smiling at the kids playing tag and shouting in french.
"We can get a Eiffel tower charm then, if you want" Says Harry, turning slightly to look at me before he turns back ahead.
"That would be awesome" I breath, the chilly breeze making me shiver.
Harry notices, and breaks his hand from mine—only to wrap it around my shoulders; hugging me closer.
Feeling his body heat radiating off him and on to me makes me feel instantly warmer.
"What place are you most excited for?" He then asks, as I see the eiffel tower in the distance.
"Toronto" I say without missing a beat.
He chuckles at my quick reply,"why Toronto?"
"The snow, i've never seen it" I tell him truthfully.
He stops walking, and turns me to look at him.
"That's just unacceptable! You've never seen snow?" He looks at me bewildered.
I furrow my brows and shake my head, "no..?"
"Well, then we'll just have to hurry this tour up so you can" He says, resuming his position and walking again.
I laugh, but don't say anything else as the tower comes closer.
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"Are you going to be okay this time?" Harry asks, chucking slightly. I narrow my eyes at him and he immediately stops; shifting in his seat.
"That was only one time. I should be used to it by now" I reply anyway. Hoping it's true.
We're on a plane to our next destination. And I'm hoping this one goes smoother then the first.
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Colors//H.S
RomanceOakley Joan Adam's is a 24 year old women living as an event painter in L.A. She paints for weddings, for small company's and on windows. She paints to calm her self down, to express her emotions through color. She was all alone her whole life until...
