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?

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14. She's not my daughter remember!

 

That's all he can say? Hey. Just hey.

"Hey."

Harry:
What's up?

I walked into his flat, without permission. He's not in control. I am.

Harry:
Please come in.

He is so smug. He shut the door and turned to me.

"Nice place."

Harry:
Thanks, I like living alone.

"Ya."

Harry:
Why are you here Zoe?

"I want to see my friends! Is that ok with you?"

Harry:
I mean in my flat.

I walked over to him. I stared into his eyes.

"I want to know why you were being such an ass to Darcy."

Harry:
I just saw her. What do you want me to do? Jump for joy?

"Wow Harry, she's your daughter. You are supposed to be excited or happy whenever you see her."

Harry:
I can't help what I feel Zoe.

"That doesn't mean that you have to be an ass to our daughter. She loves you so much!"

Harry:
Look Zoe, it's been a long day please leave.

"A long day? I've been driving for 6 hours, I had a long day."

Harry:
I don't want to talk right now. Please leave.

"I'm not leaving until we talk."

Harry snapped.

Harry:
Fuck! Do you not know how to take a fucking hit.

I'm just as mad as he is, worse most likely!

"What hint Harry? Huh, what is it. Just fucking tell me. Don't be the same coward you were 4 years ago!"

He started walking towards me, he had me backed up against the door.

Harry:
I don't fucking love you! I haven't for 4 years! You know actually I haven't for 5. That's why I cheated on you.

I pushed him away and opened the door.

"I don't love you either Harry. You need to check your ego. But our daughter loves you, that's why I am here."

I walked out the door, I was about to get in my car when he yelled to me.

Harry:
She's not my daughter remember!

He slammed the door.

Really Harry, fuck you! I don't need you, Darcy doesn't need you.

I got into my car, I didn't want to cry but I had to. I slammed my fist against the steering wheel.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!!!"

"I FUCKING HATE YOU HARRY STYLES!!"

I screamed at the top of my lungs. I backed out of his drive way and drove to Liam's. Tears were streaming down my face the whole time.

I can't believe I ever loved him.

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