Ok so in this chapter there is some French, and I'm not a pro, so I hope I did it right.
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After lunch we decided to go mini golfing. There is a small course on the campsite itself. It was only a couple minutes away, but we still had to rent the equipment. So, we went to the reception first.
My arm was still sore from the burn, but it was a lot better than when it happened. Luckily, it was my left hand and not my right, because I'm right-handed.
Harry kept pushing me to call my doctor because he was really worried. I thought it was a bit too much, but he insisted. So, I called my doctor and she said that it would be fine. It would fade in 2 weeks and it shouldn't leave a scar. No need to worry about it. And even if it did leave a scar, it's not a problem.
It was nice knowing Harry cared about me. It's a very small gesture, but it means a lot to me. I'm usually very good at cooking, but I guess I was just overwhelmed with everything.
Sunglasses sat on the top of my head again as I walked in the reception with the boys following me. "Julia! I see you decided to come around and talk to them yourself?" Raphael said.
"Mmhm." I said proudly. "How can I help you?" He asked. "Uhm nous voudrais faire du mini-golf." (we would like to play mini golf) I was laughing my ass off in my head at this moment. I have been learning French in school for a long time now, and I know the boys didn't speak French, so I decided to joke with them a little.
"Ahh. Oui oui, mais bien sûr. Pourquoi nous parlons français?" (But of course. Why are we talking French?) Raphael answered. I'm glad he played along because it would be very embarrassing if he didn't.
"Car c'est drôle, et je peux les parler. Pourquoi tu ne m'as pas dit, que les invités sont ces garçons ?" (Because it's funny, and so i can talk abou them. Why didnt you tell me that the new guests were these guys?) I had to be extremely specific because I didn't want the boys to know what we were talking about.
"Parce que, je ne le suis pas autorisé." (Because I'm not allowed to) He responded. "Oui, je le sais, mais ces garçons sont importants." (Yes I know, but these guys are important) I replied. "Pourquoi?" (Why) He asked.
"Imagine qu'il y a des gens très célèbres, ils ces sont." (Imagine these really famous people, that's them.) I explained. I don't know how to show him that it's One Direction, without giving myself away.
"Pourquoi sont-ils célèbres?" (Why are they famous?) Raphael asked. "Ils font de la musique, et le plus grand garçon est aussi un comédien." (They make music and the tall one is also an actor) I said. He flicked his eyes to Harry and back to me again.
"Ohh je le sais, tu m'as dit?" (Oh, now i know. You've told me about them?) He asked. "Oui! Nous pouvons parler à nouveau Anglaise." (Yes! we can speak English again.) I told him.
"Ok, are you all going to play?" Raphael asked the boys. I turned my head halfway to look at them and smirked. They looked absolutely lost.
Hehe funny.
"Oh, uhm yes." Harry answered.
Raphael walked to the back to get us our equipment.
"I didn't know you could speak French?" Harry said to me. "No... cuz I never told you." I answered. "So, what did you say to him?" Harry asked me and I turned around to look at him. "Oh, I guess I forgot." I said as I formed my lips into a line and shrugged. "Juuuuliaaaa. C'mon tell us." Niall said. "I told you, I forgot." I smirked while Niall just looked at me with a very annoyed expression. I laughed and Raphael came in again.
"Soo, here is your stuff." He said as he put everything down on the counter.
I smiled at him and wanted to pick everything up, but Harry scooted in front of me and did it before I got the chance.
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Once In a Lifetime
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