"ANIKA, wake up!" Someone yelled again. I quickly sat up, coughing from the lack of oxygen. Minho and Hana were sitting next to the couch."What, what happened?" I asked, still trying to recover from waking up really fast.
"I don't know, you tell me, you were talking and shaking in your sleep. You seemed distressed." Hana said.
"Oh..."
"Anni, what happened?" Hana asked. "And don't say nothing."
"I- When did you get in here?" I asked.
"When Minho told me something was wrong with you," She explained. "Just- What's wrong?"
"I just... had a nightmare. It's okay."
"You were sweating. You didn't look 'Okay.'" Minho said.
"Since when do you care about me?" I snapped.
"You're acting weird... Weirder than usual," He said.
"I hate to agree with him, but yeah... You kind of are acting strange." Hana said. "Look, Anni, I'm worried about you. you know how much I hate worrying about you."
"I'm fine. I just forgot my meds. I'll go buy new ones later." I brushed off the subject of my nightmare. They don't need to know. Well, Hana knows about him but I only told her that he got angry easily, not that he would hurt me. I got off of the couch. "I promise, I'm fine." not.
"Anni, please, don't shut yourself out again," Hana pleaded and there was an undertone of sadness.
"I'm not shutting myself out, Hana, I told you, I'm just tired. If something's up, I'll talk to you about it," I reassured.
"You sure?" She asked.
"Mhm."
"Alright, I guess I trust you on that."
"Thanks."
"I'm gonna keep my eyes on you." She said.
"Alright, alright."
"You two should probably start getting ready, we're gonna go explore Paris," She informed then left the room. Well, that was easy. I grabbed black pants, a light brown shirt and a long-sleeve, button-up plaid shirt and headed to the bathroom. I get changed, do my makeup and hair and slip on my shoes. I put the long-sleeve button-up shirt over my T-shirt and I left it unbuttoned.
I Hana, Teresa and Brenda in Teresa's room. We were waiting for the others to get ready. A few minutes later, Sonya and Harriet joined us.
"What's taking the boys so long? God. We're only going exploring, not to a fancy party," Teresa said.
"I know. And they say we take long to get ready," Sonya giggled. We were soon joined by Aris and Thomas.
"Thomas, Anni, Why are your boyfriends taking so long?" Harriet whined.
"He's not my boyfriend." Thomas and I said in unison, only Thomas was talking about Newt and I was talking about Minho. Thomas's face turned a light shade of pink.
"Yeah... sure they're not," Teresa smirked, trying to stifle a laugh. Newt and Minho finally walked into the room. They stopped when they saw us looking at them.
"You guys are finally done," Aris said.
"Your boyfriend and girlfriend were waiting for you two," Harriet said.
"He's not my boyfriend."
"She's not my girlfriend." Both said in unison. Newt's face turned a little pink as well. Maybe there's more than meets the eye with those two. There was an awkward silence."Well then, let's go explore Paris," Hana said.
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Surprisingly, the first thing we went to was not the Eiffel Tower. We're going there later though. First, we made our way to the Louvre Museum. It was an... interesting experience. I swear I saw Newt and Thomas flirting with each other. And then Teresa and Aris snuck off and we found them 20 minutes later. Then Minho just vanished. Minho and I argued which was normal. It was... strange to say the least.
We left the museum and walked around for a bit. I spotted a pharmacy and excused myself from the others before walking in.
Nicorette, no, Panadol, no, Melatonin, n- wait, yes.
I grabbed one of the small boxes of melatonin and a water bottle because I was dying of thirst right now. I accidentally walked into someone and I almost fell over if the person didn't catch me.
"Oh my, sorry, dear-" The man said, he had a mix of an American and Parisian accent. He paused before he finished his sentence. I couldn't see what he looked like, he was wearing a biker helmet, but the American part of the accent was clear, there was just a tiny bit of Parisian accent. His voice sounded familiar though
"No, I should apologize, It was my fault," I said.
"It's alright, dear," He said calmly. We stood in awkward silence
"I should go now... Sorry again." I walked towards the cashier and I swear I heard him laugh beneath the mask.
That laugh.
No, it's not possible.
I paid for the water and melatonin before exiting the pharmacy and walking towards the group again, only to find Minho had vanished again.
(A/N: Am I the only one that keeps saying payed instead of paid???)
"Where'd Minho go?" I asked.
"Why?" Teresa asked with a smirk. "Worried about him?"
"No. It's the second time he's just randomly vanished," I explained.
"You can relax, he went to find a bathroom," Hana said.
"Talking about me, are you?" A voice behind me said and it caused me to jump. I hate what his voice does to me. That sounds wrong. I'm not attracted to his voice, I find his voice annoying. But then again- No, Anika, you don't like him.
"Dickhead," I mumbled and he laughed for god's sake.
"At least I have a dick."
"I'm not a guy."
"I can tell."
Now I'm happy I brought hair removal. Just pour it in his hair gel and watch his hair disappear. I laughed at the thought of seeing bald Minho.
"Whatcha laughing at?" Hana asked, nudging me out of my trance.
"Nothing."
"Yeah sure it was nothing."

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