Baby I'm A Sinner novel Chapter 67

However, as soon as I try to move, she disappears in the crowd again, so I finally give up. I'll talk to her tomorrow.

The party goes on for a few more hours without incidents; I dance with Aaron and another guy I don't really know the name of, and when we're about to go home Emma apologizes for not being available to talk.

I smiles at her reassuringly as I get in the car.

***

The next day before lunch we visit the Louvre, and the Arc de Triomphe. The Notre Dame, Musee d'Orsay, and the Sainte-Chapelle are all scheduled after lunch.

Our group decides to have lunch on Champes-Elysees at a really cute bistro that serves overpriced food. Luckily, I have an excuse not to order too much. I order a bottle of water and a small portion of salad that I don't plan on eating anyway. If I keep my calorie intake under 300 for a week, I might get back on track with my weight.

I try to ignore the looks Noah is giving me as I play with my salad while people are talking, pretending to eat it.

"Stop staring." I tell Noah across the table. How come he always sits across from me?

He shrugs, taking out his phone and tapping on it. A few seconds later, my own phone buzzes with a notification on WhatsApp. I see the preview and frown.

Noah: EAT

I lock my phone and try to listen in whatever Emma is saying, but fail. I can still feel Noah blatantly staring, so I decide to take a bite. A bit of salad won't kill me, I decide.

As I chew my bite as long as possible, trying to ignore Noah completely now. It's really hard to do so, but I manage not to glance in his direction at all during the rest of the lunch.

We visit the other tourist attraction in the span of four hours, and then we're finally free until the next day, which is also my birthday and our last day in France. Also, Valentine's Day. And the plan is to go out to a club and celebrate, since everyone (including me) would be legal.

"How do you guys feel about walking around Paris tonight after dark? We can hit up the shops and see the Eiffel tower." Layla suggests when we're all in the parking lot of the school, waiting to be picked up.

Everyone agrees of course, so all we have to do now is get back home, take a shower, and then get back to the city.

I'm really excited about seeing the Eiffel Towel and doing some shopping, but I'm not sure whether that whole Victoria's Secret thing should still happen, since Noah and I are definitely not on good terms.

Coincidentally, Emma asks me about it as soon as we arrive on Champs-Elysees.

"Let's go to Victoria's Secret and get you some really nice lingerie." She smiles as she grabs my arm.

"Um...I don't really talk to Noah anymore so I don't think it'll be necessary."

"Um I know that? But you don't have to buy sexy underwear to impress a man. You buy it for yourself. Come on, I want to buy the laciest bra I see."

"I love you." I laugh and follow her into the store.

The group has split up in small pairs since the boys aren't too keen to go underwear shopping and the girls don't want to wait around a video game store for three hours straight.

Emma and I browse through the aisles and the clothing racks, until I finally find a nice black set that's not that expensive (for Victoria's Secret), and another set of neon pink.

"Wow, both of these are great. How much are they in total?"

"Eighty-five Euros."

Emma scrunches her nose. "Go try them on and see if they're worth it."

I nod and start walking towards the dressing rooms.

Emma enters when I call her in, even though it's a bit unnerving having her stare at my almost naked body. The black bra is a push up one, which makes it look like I actually have boobs, and the underwear is flattering for my hips since they're a sort of boxer-type panties.

"Shit, I think I might be gay." She says as she sizes me up and down. But her look isn't at all impressed or amazed. It's a worried look I've seen on Noah many times before.

"What?" I ask, crossing my arms unconsciously over my stomach.

"Nothing. You look...great."

I nod and then she leaves the cabin so I can put on the second set. It's almost the same as the first one, except for the fact that the panties are actually a thong, which makes the fat on my hips and ass stand out.

"What are you even talking about?"

Honestly? It's the first time he decides to talk to me in the past few days, and he wants to have an argument? What the actual fuck?

"I'm talking about you not eating. You're getting really skinny."

"Okay, first of all." I start, locking my phone and turning my whole body towards him. "You have no idea how my body looks like under these clothes, nor will you ever. Second of all, what I eat and don't eat is none of your business."

"You know you're going to die if you don't stop, right?"

"No, I will not. Why do you even care? Why do you think you have any say in what I do?"

"Because you're my friend, Danielle."

I frown. People never call me by my full name unless they're mad at me. Well, these 'people' are actually just my mother. But that's not the point.

"Oh, fuck off. You have been ignoring me these past few days and now you decide to play the caring friend part? Come off it please, I'm not buying any bit of it."

"What do you want me to say? I'm worried about you so I don't give a shit if you're mad at me or if we got into an argument. You're slowly killing yourself and I won't stop monitoring you until I know you're getting better. I'll fucking monitor you daily if that's what it takes."

I'm in awe at his words. And angry at myself. Because I allow the words to make me feel safe.

"You're so full of shit Noah, honestly."

He shakes his head. "You're full of shit."

I sigh and get up. "We're done here."

I walk back to the girls who are now filming everything to put on their Snapchat stories, and try to forget about Noah. It's hard to, because he's right there, he always is. Even when I don't see him, I think about him. It's frustrating as hell.

The rest of the night is spent on the top of the Eiffel tower, until it's closing time, and everyone decides that we should definitely go to the club tomorrow and have a birthday/goodbye party at a club.