Midnight • (Zayn Malik)

spring break: ville de l'amour

As soon as my eyelids fluttered open the next morning, I was greeted with playful rays of sunlight peaking through the parlor window. Even though I had the urge to squint my eyes shut in disgust I opted for stretching my limbs so far I was afraid they'd detach from my body and getting up. I was worried before I went to bed that the couch would leave me sore and stiff in the morning but I was pleasantly surprised the opposite had happened. The only thing was the off feeling at the pit of my stomach, which I realized was probably hunger. Louis and Monte were already up and about with the bed already made and their hair damp from showering. They weren't fully dressed though because Monte's button up shirt wasn't buttoned at all and Louis didn't have pants on but for some reason I thought it was completely endearing.

"Morning sunshine," Louis chirped at me as he hopped into his dark teal pants.

I rubbed my eyes, "Right... yeah, morning."

"Sleep well? The couch did not give you trouble?" Monte asked politely, finishing the last button on his crisp white shirt.

"I did actually. Not sore at all," I smiled lazily and walked over to my suitcase.

I heard a thump behind and I looked back to see that Louis had fallen trying to get his pants on.

"Yeah, but now I might be," Louis sighed and Monte couldn't hold in his giggles as he helped him up.

I shook my head, smiling, "I'm gonna go get ready. You boys yell at me when we're all ready for breakfast."

Monte cupped his hands around his mouth, "Yell!"

I laughed, "I said we're. As in all of us. Not just you. Dork butt."

Monte giggled again and I padded over to the bathroom to take a shower. I was almost rushing with how excited I was. I had learned from my mother (she had been to Paris multiple times) that only looking at each piece of art on display in the Louvre for one minute would take somewhere close to twenty-six days. And that wasn't counting the hundreds of pieces of art in storage. Now to a normal person that was one big stressful nightmare to think about. But to me, who practically had a permanent layer of charcoal under my fingernails, this was pretty fucking exciting to think about. Of course that wasn't the only thing we were seeing today. They might have to all drag me away by my hair when it's time to go though.

I put on a loose white button up blouse almost like Monte's but not tight and without a collar. I was thinking about putting on a skirt but I quickly opted against that when I checked the weather app on my phone. Instead I wore some nicer black skinny jeans without holes with black booties. I wore my hair down normal and left my make up simple but still nicer and darker than what I wore to school. Clasping a black watch on my wrist, I gave my white waves on last touch up before I put my black fringe purse on and walked out of the red and black striped bathroom. That room could give me a headache after a while I swear. At least it wasn't like neon pink or something.

"I was just about to yell at you," Louis smiled at me as I put my pajamas back in my suitcase.

"I bet everyone's just dying of starvation, huh?" I mentioned, zipping up my luggage.

"Well Violet had gone down to see what they had to eat and sent a few pictures to Monte and... yeah it was just downhill from there," Louis huffed out a laugh and scratched the back of his neck.

I sighed and motioned for him to come with me. The two of us met up with Violet and Monte but when I looked for the others I found them all sitting miserably at a table, almost groaning. They were so pitiful it was hilarious.

"Everything. We are getting absolutely everything on the menu," Violet told me as soon as I walked up to her.

I laughed, "Okay, I'll see what I can do."