CHAPTER 7

ANGIES POV

My cheek still really hurt from last night. I didn't understand why Harry slapped me. The last time that I tried to break up with him, he just denyed it. But this time he slapped me?! Maybe it was from the truth or dare. But if that were the case, he could've hit me softer.

"Angie how are you doing?" Niall asked me.

"I uhh. Well the stinging of my cheek has gotten better, but it still hurts." I awnsered. 

"Oh, I am sorry babe."

"Niall don't say you're sorry. You did nothing but comfort me last night. Thank you." I responded. 

"You shouldn't have to thank me for being a gentleman." He smiled cheekly. 

I blushed, and then there was an awkward silence before Louis ran into the room. 

"Hey chaps, you all packed?"

Niall nodded his head and I just looked confused. "Wait what?" I asked.

Then Louis said "Angie we're leaving the hotel in 10 minutes for Paris. Better go get packed!" 

Without responding, I grabbed my bag and stuffed all of my stuff in it. It took me about 10 minutes to do so considoring I'm a very messy person. 

I ran out of the hotel with Niall holding all of my bags and got into the tour bus.