Security's Sister

"You called her a bitch."

Laura's POV:

Everything in Paris is beautiful, like a dream.

I slowly rose out of bed, Harry softly snoring beside me, we had only been here for a day and covered half the city. I even got to meet a few french fans, and translated a few things for them to say to the boys.

Harry must've felt me get up because he shot up, "Is everything okay?" he asked.

I let out a laugh and nodded, "All is well, we should go see the Eiffel tower tonight." I suggested.

"Yeah I already planned us to have dinner up there."

"Let's go eat some crepes, I'm starving." I told him, at the moment, I was back at a normal eating schedule, not normal portions just yet, but close enough.

"Okay, okay, let me  see if anyone else is up." Harry mumbled pulling out his phone and texting the group chat, "Ashton, and Niall are joining us."

I nodded and Harry slowly got out of bed, "Hey, do you wanna take a shower together?" I asked Harry, he nodded and grabbed some clothes, I grabbed mine.

We both went into the bathroom and Harry began to warm the water up. Harry got in first, then I followed, the water was steaming hot and it felt so good.

We began to help each other and make out, I had never taken a shower with a guy, but this was amazing.

Harry put shampoo in my hair and I put some on his, rubbing it in as we made out.

I rinsed out the conditioner from my hair, then let Harry rinse his hair, you might be wondering why I am taking a shower because I have sitches but the doctor removed them right before we came to Paris.

I still had a scar but that was going to heal and go away so it didn't matter.

Harry put the conditioner in his hair and then rinsed it out, I went to rinse mine out but jumped at the sound of someone knocking at our hotel door.

Harry tried to grab onto my wrists to support me but I grabbed the shower curtain and dragged it down with me. 

Harry turned off the water and began to help me up, I waved him off, "Go get dressed and stall them, I don't want them to know I was scared of someone knocking on a fucking door." I groaned. 

Harry nodded and left the bathroom, along with his clothes, I began to stand up, my leg stinging with pain. I let out a whimper and began to limp towards my towel. I dried off and put on a simple pair of black high waist skinny jean shorts, then a crop top with black and white tribal pattern.

I left the bathroom, trying to hide my limp, "Why didn't you answer the door Harry?" Ashton asked, looking around the room.

I began to brush out my hair, Harry trying to brush off the guys questions.

When I finished I put it up in a bun, "Let's go boys." I smiled, we left the hotel room and went downstairs to the lobby. One of the fans told us about this famous crepery that was right down the street.

Harry held my hand as we walked down the street, my leg pinging with pain.

"Laura, is your leg alright?" Niall asked.

I let out a small groan, "No, I think I bruised it."

Ashton let out a giggle, "Did you two take a shower together?"

A blush crept onto my face, "No, I took a shower with myself?"

"Did you just ask us if you took a shower by yourself?" Niall asked.