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Paris is beautiful.
I can't help but take pictures of everything I see.
The rest of the plane ride was boring and uneventful. I slept most of the time and the other half I spent listening to music. I wasn't as freaked out during the landing but as soon as I stepped out of the airport I become over excited.
I'm in Paris!
I still have to confront Liam, but Harry convinced me to let it go for now considering we aren't even going to be in that house for a while.
The boys have a concert tonight, and tomorrow night so I'm going to be busy but when there aren't concerts Val says we can just do whatever we want.
Or at least I can do whatever I want because I'm not famous. But the boys have some difficulties.
I didn't see Luke or Calum on the plane so I'm hoping they won't be here. Or at least Luke.
I need some more time to think before I get myself into a bigger mess.
Right now we are all in some big hotel near the stadium checking in. There are so many workers here that I feel a bit over-whelmed.
"Dakota! Hey!" Val yells pushing through the crowd of security to get me. "I'm SO sorry! I hope you can forgive me!"
"Sorry for what?" I don't remember Val doing anything bad...
"I booked these rooms such a long time ago! Before I knew we were going to have another photographer tagging along! I'm so sorry!"
"No worries! Can't I sleep on someone's floor?"
"I'm afraid that I have already packed all the rooms full to the hotel's capacity! There is only one with less people than the rest..."
"Can I sleep in that one? I need to sleep somewhere!"
"Yes you are totally welcome to, but I don't know if you would want to!"
"Why wouldn't I? I would much rather sleep in there than out here with all these screaming fans!"
"Okay! Well this is your choice! The room is number 317 and here is a key! I'll have someone bring the rest of your stuff up!"
"Thanks!" I smile and head over to the elevator. I wonder who else is in room 317...
I finally get to the room and before I can even get the key in the lock I hear screaming from inside the suite. I shake my head, stick the key in and let the door swing open. I slowly walk into the suite blasting rock music from the speakers.
I put down my bag and walk closer to where I think the noise is coming from. I think I hear four voices... maybe five. I hear a loud crash followed by laughter as I turn the corner to face the room where the noise came from.
I stand there with my jawed dropped down to the floor as I face three idiots on top of each other with a fourth sitting in a chair laughing their ass off. The one on top of the other two has weirdly colored hair and the one sitting alone has like four bandannas on. I can't get a good look at the other two but I can see they are all wearing black skinny jeans.
Seconds later the song ends and I make a gargling noise with my throat to grab their attention. The one sitting alone looks over at me and opens his mouth in shock. The one with colored hair gets up off the other two and runs over to the guy sitting on the chair. They both stare at me without saying anything and I begin to feel uncomfortable.
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