LOSE ME OR LOSE HER

4. THE LAST NIGHT IN PARIS

Chapter 4

📍PARIS, FRANCE🇫🇷

~Tory's POV~

The next morning, I woke up to the soft Parisian sunlight peaking through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. My body still ached from the previous day's adventures, but I was energized by the memories of everything that had happened. As I stretched, I grabbed my phone and was immediately greeted by another flood of Instagram notifications—comments, likes, reposts. The response to the show had been overwhelming. I smiled, scrolling through endless pictures and videos, still not quite believing I had walked in such a high-profile event.

Suddenly, a message popped up from Camilla: "Guess who I just ran into in the lobby... AGAIN! 😂"

I shook my head, already guessing who she meant. I quickly texted back, "No way, AGAIN?" and hopped out of bed to get ready. After throwing on some comfortable clothes—a oversized hoodie , white cargos , and sneakers—I headed down to meet her.

As I stepped into the hotel lobby, I spotted Camilla, standing near the grand piano, with Jude and Jobe Bellingham by her side, chatting animatedly. They looked like they were in the middle of an interesting conversation, and from the playful look in Jude's eyes, I knew they had been talking about me.

"There she is!" Camilla exclaimed, waving me over.

I walked up, trying to keep my cool. "You guys are starting to follow me around the city now?" I joked.

Jude smirked. "Maybe you're following us."

We laughed, and soon enough, we were all talking like old friends. Jude and I had a natural rhythm when we talked, something I hadn't expected. He was funny, charming, and... a little too handsome for his own good. Jobe, his younger brother, was teasing Camilla, trying to convince her to play football with him later. The casual atmosphere put me at ease, and before I knew it, the boys invited us to join them on a day out in Paris. Apparently, they had no solid plans for the day either, and we decided to combine forces.

Later That Day

The streets of Paris bustled with life as we walked through the city, the four of us chatting about everything from football to modeling and what we loved most about Paris. Camilla couldn't help but sneak glances at Jude, and I could tell she was still starstruck. Meanwhile, I was surprised by how natural things felt. It had been only a couple of days since I first bumped into Jude—literally—and now, here we were, roaming around Paris together.

Eventually, we made our way to a hidden café, tucked away in a quiet alley. It was cozy, with soft lighting and the smell of freshly baked pastries drifting through the air. We sat by the window, sipping coffee and snacking on croissants.

"I've always loved Paris," Jude said, leaning back in his chair. "It's a nice break from all the craziness back home."

"I bet," I replied. "Madrid must be intense."

He nodded. "Yeah, but it's exciting. A new challenge. I love it, but it's nice to just... slow down sometimes."

For a moment, our eyes locked, and I felt a sudden warmth in my chest. There was something about him that drew me in—maybe it was the way he carried himself, or the fact that he could be both serious and playful. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but it felt like there was an unspoken connection between us.

Camilla, noticing the silent exchange, cleared her throat. "So, what's the plan for tonight? Dinner? Eiffel Tower again?"

Jobe jumped in, excited. "We should do something fun, like a night cruise on the Seine!"

"That sounds amazing," I said, smiling. "I've never done a night cruise."

Jude leaned forward, his eyes twinkling. "Then it's settled. Tonight, we'll do the Seine cruise."

The afternoon passed in a blur of laughter and stories. By the time evening rolled around, we found ourselves standing at the dock, waiting for the boat to arrive. The lights of Paris reflected off the river, making everything seem magical. As we boarded the boat, I felt a mix of excitement and calm—like this was exactly where I was meant to be.

The boat glided smoothly along the Seine, passing under bridges and by the glowing landmarks of Paris. I stood by the railing, taking it all in. Jude came up beside me, resting his arms on the railing as well.

"Pretty incredible, huh?" he asked, his voice soft.

I nodded. "Yeah, it really is."

For a moment, we just stood there in comfortable silence, the sound of the water gently lapping against the boat filling the space between us. I could feel the weight of his gaze on me, but I kept my eyes on the city.

"You know," Jude said after a while, "I've been thinking... it's kind of crazy how we keep running into each other."

I laughed softly. "Yeah, it is. Fate, maybe?"

He smiled. "Maybe."

Just then, the boat passed by the illuminated Eiffel Tower, its golden lights shimmering against the night sky. I felt a rush of excitement.

The rest of the night was a blur of fun and laughter as we cruised down the Seine, the lights of Paris guiding our way. But even as the night came to an end and we returned to the hotel, I couldn't shake the feeling that something had changed between Jude and me.

As I lay in bed that night, staring up at the ceiling, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held. Paris had always been a city of dreams, and now, it felt like mine were just beginning to unfold.

I was very tired and had flight the next day back to Madrid so i went to sleep.

A/N: Hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Things are heating up between Tory and Jude. What do you think will happen next? Let me know your thoughts!