Addicted To You {1D}

Chapter 3

When I dreamt about going to Paris, this is definitely not how I picture the situation would be. I have this heavy feeling inside me protesting this action. I would lose my life if I run but that's not me. I don't die in the dumbest way ever exist. I will only die when theres no other option to choose.

"Miss, please wake up." The stewardess earlier woke me up. I avoid her eye contact due to our quite unpleasing introduction. As I got off the plane, you can quite assume that I was lost. Since its almost 8pm in Paris, theres not so many people at the airport. I ran as fast as I could towards the exit but bumped into someone on the way. Harry.

"Oops, sorry." He grins.

This escape will definitely last for weeks.

"Why didn't you just let me go?" I asked Harry while Nell is making a call. "Because your escape will harm my family." He was serious, not even looking at me.
"I thought all of you were from an orphanage?" I said. Very insensitive. "We might not achieve the standard family setting such as yours, but I still consider my friends as family."

"Don't try to make me look inconsiderate. I was in the foster care."

He raised an eyebrow. I looked away. "Was it okay?" He asked like a curious child. "I escaped three times so I would say it was not." I replied. Nell called us out and we got into a black SUV. I've never seen the driver before. He could be anyone who's doing great at his life but still have the stupidity to join this syndicate.

"I know what you're thinking." Zayn whispered. "Yes because all of you are freaking mind readers."

I seriously have lost my friendliness. Not that I ever have it though. "Alright guys, we're here." Nell said, breaking through the air of awkwardness. It was an apartment. "My friend lives here." said Nell. "But she doesn't know about us so you might wanna act normal." she added.

"Why not? My life was normal yesterday."

"Calm down missy," said the driver as he picked up our luggages. It's not that I have anything in my luggage anyways.

"Bonjour, Nell!" Her friend hugged her. "And you must be Harold's girlfriend! Oh you have no idea how shocked I am to see her 5 brothers and now she brings one of her future sister in-law!" I smiled, trying not to puke my guts out. Her french accent is so thick.

I notice Harry smiling while Zayn trying to hold his laughter. "What's so funny?" I sit next to them. "Nothing. We'll fly home tomorrow, so rest well," said Zayn.

Nell showed me the room that I'll be staying for another 12 hours, I presume. "In an hour my friend and I will be going to a club. Don't do anything stupid. Bruce, the driver guy will guard you guys, am I clear?" She said.

I didn't reply.

"We'll be back soon guys take care!" Nell shouts before she left.

I still haven't leave the room. I did, for a second, think about jumping down but its the 27th floor for God's sake. I heard a few knocks on my door. "Hey, do you wanna grab some food?" I seriously can't tell if it's either Zayn or Harry.

I opened the door, slightly and look outside like a frightened child. There is no one standing there, I swear I heard a voice just now. It was kinda chilly when I opened the door. I start to have goosebumps.

"Boo!"

"Shit!"

"Ow!"

"Fuck you!"

"Hey what is happening?" Harry came out of his room in his towel. Only. His. Towel. And wet hair. Just to see me standing in front of Zayn who has fell on the floor due to my punch in his face.

Bruce opened the door to see what happened. "Okay..." He then closed it back.

The air of awkwardness is back. "Well..?" Harry said. "It was nothing." Zayn stood up and walked into Harry's room. "That's my room you dork!" Harry says. "He's weird," He then added. "You might as well want to wear something." I said.

"Why? Am I not fine?" He grins. I pulled a face. "I'm going to sleep."

"It's not school days." Harry says. "Then what am I supposed to do?" I said. "Okay then, go to sleep." He replied and left me in front of my room's door. Freaks.

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