Totally Wrecked: One Direction fanfic

Only In Paris

A/N I know these last chapters have been mushy and romantic, but I'm slowly getting back into the funny bits. Enjoy! :) xx

Songs for this chapter:

You Need Me- Ed Sheeran

Face Down- Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

Close to You- The Carpenters

-Lexi J

@Harry_Styles Can't wait for the Paris concert tonight! Who's excited? Oh and here's my girlfriend eating food I made her.

I feel as if I hadn't talked to the girls in years. "Fangirl meeting!!!" I scream, waking all the girls up in their room. "Uhhhh?" Grace moans, cuddling more into her blanket. Her thin fingers grip the top tight, not wanting to leave her bed. I hate to do this but,

"GET YOUR HAIRY ARSE UP!"

"Jesus Christ woman!" She screams, practically falling out of the bed. I tighten the strings on my sweatpants as the other girls hop out of their blankets.

"So......." Olivia prods my shoulder. "How'd your date with Harry go?" She giggles and I poke her right back.

"Good....." I whisper, not wanting to go into details. I love Liv and all, but she just wouldn't understand.

"Oh really? Did you tell him anything about me?" Her voice quivers with hints of anger. What did I do? I think back to everything I said last night. I can't think of- oh snap.

"How'd you know?" My voice is strong, wanting to know how she possibly knew. She tosses her golden brown hair behind her shoulder.

"That's not the point, why did you tell him?"

"IT IS THE BLOODY POINT! How did you know?" I shout, causing Gracie and Nina to jump.

I can't believe her, and probably Gracie too. They spied on me. How, I don't know. It was still horrendous just the same. How would they feel? Thinking what they did was private only to find out someone was watching. God knows what else they heard. That's it, I'm over.

"The story wasn't even that bad! But to stoop as low as to spy? I can't believe you!" My fingers ball into fists, teeth clenched. I regret ever coming in here, it made me more angry by the second. How dare they......

"Lexi wait-"

But I'm already out the door.

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"You do know how to drive, right?"

I had quickly thrown on some clothes, my feet antsy to get out of the hotel. Me, Harry, and Niall all piled into a red mini cooper, and I prepared to have them give me a view of Paris.

"Of course love!"

"You've barely had it 3 months!" Niall laughs. I feel my throat swell up, not making the situation better.

"That's so reassuring....." I feel as if I'm going to puke, not only because of my mistrust of Harry's driving abilities, but because of me and Olivia's little fit.

I know I probably over-reacted, but surely it was reasonable. Ok, maybe not.....but that still didn't make it okay for her to spy. And if she did, what else did she hear and or see? I clutch my hands to my stomach, feeling the nausea come back. I clutch forward into a C shape, resting my forehead on my knees. Niall's reassuring hand pats my back.

"You okay?" I meet his blue eyes, they're filled with true care. How I love that little leprechaun.

"I guess, not really sure anymore." I wrap my arms around my knees.