Paris Belongs To US *A lot can happen in 9 months sequel*

It's been 4 years since Zoe and Darcy moved to Paris. Zoe hasn't gotten over Harry. He claims he has gotten over her. When they bump into each other? Will their feelings come back? Or will life get in the way once again?


38. A lot of time


It's been one day, one day since my little girl left us. One day of non-stop crying, one day of family and friends hugging me. One day, of Harry and I not talking.

Not that we don't want to talk, we just have nothing to say to each other.

I woke up this morning with tears in my eyes. I threw on whatever clothes were there and walked out into my flat. Harry was no where to be found. 

I walked into Darcy's room and laid on her bed. I could smell her cotton candy spray and her shampoo. I automatically started to cry. I can hear footsteps at the door. I look up and there he is.

Harry walks in and lies down beside me. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me close. My head is in his chest. I wrap my arms around him and hold him tight. 

In his arms, is the only place I feel safe now. I hear my door open and close. I hear Danielle call from the living room, I can hear her shoes hit the floor, shes getting close to Darcy's room.

Danielle pops her head in the doorway and walks in. Harry lets go of me and gets off of the bed and walks over to Danielle. They hug and he walks out of the room. Danielle comes over to the bed and sits down.

Hey babe, how are you doing?

"It's hard you know, every time I close my eyes all I see is Darcy. She's in that hospital bed and I can't save her."

She grabs me and hugs me tight, I grab her also and squeeze tight. Tears are in my eyes and they flow down my face. 

I hate to bring this up but they need to know. Where do you want Darcy buried?

"London, that's our real home."

I will let them know. Are you gonna come home with us? To your real home?

"I guess so, I can't stay here anymore."

We just laid there for awhile. In silence. I like the silence. It makes me feel at piece. Danielle got up and left, Louis was at the door now.

He didn't say a word all he did was lay on the bed and hug me. I could tell he has been crying. I fell asleep, with Louis arms holding me tight.

I know I can get through this. It will just take time, a lot of time.

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