Harry's pov
"Where to next?" I asked as we stepped out of the restaurant after breakfast.
"Louis, you seem to have really good ideas." I raised my eye brows at him.
He lunged at me and jumped on my back, holding on by wrapping his arms around my neck.
"Why don't you just give me a piggy back ride and take me to all the cool historic places?" Louis scoffed before jumping off.
"Are we still going to all the places you guys had planned? Versailles is on the opposite side of Paris and that's a 45 minute train ride." Kat looked unsure. She was starting to over think again.
"Well we've seen the tower." Liam said. "We've also seen the Arc, and here's Notre Dame." He pointed at the beautiful church across the street.
"All we really have left are he Luxembourg Palace gardens and Versailles."
"Besides its only 10. That's more than enough time." Niall replied.
"Alright, then where to first?" Zayn asked.
"The gardens?" I looked at my phones GPS. It's closer." Everyone nodded and Kat did as well but a lot more hesitantly than the boys.
"Subway?" Louis pointed at the entrance.
"Or managements car?" Zayn wiggled his eye brows as he pointed to the black SUV that dropped him off. Without saying a word everyone piled into the car, Louis last.
"You guys are no fun. We're suppose to be experiencing the city." He exclaimed.
"We can experience the city in a car." Zayn shrugged. "Embrace the pop star perks."
I looked over at Kat who was staring out the window at the scenery who seemed deep in thought.
"You alright?" I whispered.
"Yeah, I'm great." She smiled, but she didn't mean it.
"What happened to 'I don't want our last moments to be sad'." I pouted.
"I know I'm sorry. I'm over thinking." She shook her head.
I cupped her cheeks and made her look up right at me.
"Stop. This is suppose to be fun." I smiled before kissing her nose.
Katrina's pov
"Harry you're not suppose to be there!"
"But this statue looks like me!" He pointed up at it. "Take a picture!"
"We're going to get in trouble!" I giggled.
"Katrina. Take the damn picture." He asked impatiently.
I rolled my eyes before pulling out my phone. Harry posed like the statue and even began kissing it. That's when I stopped it.
"That's a little too far Styles." I raised my eye brow.
"Are you jealous Hayland?" He smirked as he walked back to me.
"So what if I am?" I crossed my arms.
"Alright, alright I'm sorry." He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and kissed my cheek.
We were at our last stop. The Palace of Versailles, where WWI ended.
The boys saw the garden through the palace widows and decided it was their own personal playground. There were statues and mazes and I really had no idea where any of the boys were.
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Don't Let Me Go // h.s.
Fanfiction"It is the city of love after all." Being with Harry Styles was a beautiful and terrifying thing for a girl who had her life all planned out and organized without him.
