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?


36. Night


It has been 10 minutes since the nurse pulled me from Darcy's side. My mind is constantly turning. I can't have one moment of serenity. 

My mind flashed back to when I found out I was pregnant. I was scared and I didn't know what to do. Just like know. I remembered the day I found out I had a girl, I was afraid someone would hurt her. Now it's a disease. No matter what I wish or what I want, I can't save my daughter. 

The nurse came outside of the room and told me the doctor needed to talk to me. Code for, you need to sit down.

Minutes later the doctor came out of the room, a serious look on her face. 

Zoe, I'm sorr- 

I cut her off, I know what she is going to say.

"How long?"

Not long, she might not make it through the night.

I felt tears in my eyes. I just sat there on the chair. I couldn't move, I couldn't breath.

I'm so sorry Zoe.

"Thank you."

She walked away with a look of sadness all over her face.

The first thing I thought about was Harry. What if he couldn't get here in time. What if he doesn't get to say goodbye.

I walked into Darcy's room. She has tubes coming from her nose. She looks like Harry did when he was in his coma. I grabbed my phone and headed into the hallway once more. I dialed Harry's number.

Hey sexy, I miss-

I cut him off too.

"'s Darcy."

Zoe, you're scaring me what is it?

I felt a lump in my throat the size of a watermelon, I couldn't hold my tears in anymore.

"They say she wont make it through the night."

I could hear the boys on the other end ask Harry what was wrong. I could hear them cry in the background when he told them. Harry started to talk, it was clear he was crying and he wasn't trying to hide it.

We are on our way, I love you.

"Love you too."

I hung up my phone and fell to the ground. My crying was slow and shallow, it felt like I could cry a puddle. I sat there for a few minutes until I heard a little voice call "mum."


I got up off of the floor, I walked into her room. I wasn't going to tell her what was happening. I don't want her to be scared the last hours of her life.

"Hey baby."

Am I going to die?

I almost broke down at that moment. I sat down beside her and grabbed her hand.

"No baby, you will never die."

I wasn't lying to me she will never die. She will always live on.

I'm scared mum.

"I'm here baby, I'm right here. Daddy is on his way."

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