My uncle, Paul Higgins *CANCELLED*

Chapter 16. Amour à Paris

The title means "Love in Paris" For all you non-french-speakers

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Paris. One of the most beautiful cities in the entire world. Also known as "The City of Love." Honestly, I never thought I would be here. Let only with my favorite uncle, a new bestfriend, and 5 extremely immature, crazy, dumb, and awesome guys. But here I am, in different countries. At least three a week. It's been two weeks since we were in London. Crazy how fast they went by. Harry and I's relationship has only grown.

I know I probably shouldn't worry, but are we ever going to make it official? How long does it take until two people make it official? Gah, I'm overthinking it, but this is one of the only romantic relationships I've ever had.

"Alexa, look out the window." Harry nudges my shoulder. It's around four am since we had just landed. Everyone on the bus was occupied with themselves. Brooke on her phone, Paul, Niall and Zayn sleeping in the bunks, Louis playing cards with Liam, and the bus driver, well, driving. We had transfered to a tour bus instead of hotels a few weeks ago.

I follow the direction he's pointing to. The Eiffel tower stands tall and beautifully in front of the window.

"Whoa..." I can't help but sound like a child as I ooh and ahh at the structure before my eyes. I walk across the aisle and kneel on the vacant bench to watch it as we pass by. I watch it until I can't see it anymore. When I turn back around Harry's smiling at me.

"What?"

"Nothing." He tries to hide his smile, but ends up smirking and looking towards the front of the bus.

I sit back down next to him and nudge him with my shoulder. "What is it?"

He doesn't budge but looks at me with an amused expression.

"My gosh," I groan quietly since I don't want to bother everyone else.

"I'm not kissing you until you tell me." I cross my arms and pretend to shun him.

"You reminded me of a little girl," He admits. "Don't take away my kisses."

When I meet his gaze, he moves me closer and pecks me on the lips. "You can't live without them either."

I smile, Harry just inches away from my face. "Just kiss me, doof."

He places a hand on my cheek and pulls me in for a real kiss.

"I think I'm going to go to sleep." I say, once we both pull away.

"Okay, I'll come too. I'm growing quite tired."

Does one ever get used to an accent?

We walk sleepily to the bunks. I've never been a fan of black and red walls. I almost wish that they would be a lighter, happier color. But I can't complain since it's not my bus. I climb up onto the top bunk. A light pink bunny with a t-shirt on it is moved as I set up my bed. One of the fans that I met had given it to me when I was on a date with Harry. I was utterly surprised and we ended up crying together.

My heart was litterally warmed the rest of the day.

"Goodnight, Alexa." Harry says from the bunk below.

"Night, Harry." I slide under the blanket and rest my head on the grey pillow. I fall asleep after lying in bed for what seems like forever. With thoughts of Harry and Paris and everything, I sleep well.

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"Chips."

"Crisps."

"Chips."