//Paris//

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I felt someone gently shaking me so I opened my eyes to see Matty was the culprit. 

"Why are you shaking me?" I asked partially annoyed that I was woken up. 

"We're in Paris now!" George told me. 

I jumped out of my seat and grabbed my bag from the overhead compartment. 

"Lets go then. Come on. What are we waiting for?" I exclaimed.

The guys all followed afterwards and we all got of the plane. 

We finally got through security and grabbed our bags. 

We then got in a taxi to the hotel. 

The hotel was massive and there were so many floors. Matty went and grabbed the room key whilst me and the guys stood in the lobby waiting. He came back over. 

"What floor are we on?" Adam asked Matty.

"8th floor, only problem is the lifts don't work so we've got to take the stairs." Matty told us. 

I looked down at my large and heavy bag and sighed. 

We all slowly made our way up the several flights of stairs and when we all saw the 8th floor sign we all breathed a sigh of relief. 

We finally got to our room and threw our bags on the floor and all claimed our beds. 

There were 4 beds so me and Matty claimed one together and the guys had one each. 

Me and Matty lay on the bed together and caught our breaths after climbing all of the stairs. 

"I'm sorry we couldn't get a room for just us but we had to save enough money to be able to really enjoy ourselves, if you know what I mean." Matty said winking. 

"That's fine, as long as I can get out of my fucking mind then I really don't care. I feel safer with all of you here anyway." 

Matty kissed you passionately and you'd have carried on if it wasn't for the gagging sounds reminding you that the guys were still in the room with you two. 

"Give it a rest you two." Ross scolded. 

I sighed in annoyance then walked off into the bathroom to get changed ready for our night out. 

I put on my lace black bralette, mesh see though black long sleeved top, black leather skirt, fishnet tights and my black chunky heeled boots. 

I walked out from the bathroom and into the area with the beds and was met with wolf whistling form all of the guys. 

"Hands off she's mine!" Matty said as he wrapped his hands around my waist and kissed me. 

"You look so fucking sexy, it's a shame we're not alone right now otherwise all of these clothes would be off again." Matty whispered/growled sexily in my ear. 

I smirked at him and sauntered over to the door. 

"Ready to go?" I asked them all. 

"Yeah" They replied.

We all left the hotel and got a taxi to the club. There was loud music blaring from the club, still audible as we entered the back of the queue. 

When we finally got in the club me and Matty went straight to the bar and order some drinks for ourselves. After finishing our drinks Matty grabbed my hand and led me to the bathroom. 

He pulled out a note, his credit card and a bag full of white powder. He set up the powder into 10 lines. 

"Ladies first." He said. 

I took the note from him and snorted 5 of the 10 lines. He quickly finished the remaining lines. 

My heart started racing soon after and that was when I knew the drugs were finally kicking in. 

Me and Matty went back out to the bar and grabbed some more drinks and then headed for the dance floor. 

We grinded against each other on the dance floor as the others went around the club looking for girls that they could pull. 

Matty disappeared soon afterwards, presumably to go to the bathroom so I sat at the bar and waited for him. 

I wonder whats gotten into him, he's not normally like this even when he is drunk and on drugs. 


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