Charming Taylor.

Chapter: twenty-nine.

Everyone know's what happens when you spend a night in Paris with the guy you're falling for am I right? anyways, this chapter is pretty Cliche but I still thought it had it's cute moments, I'm not really sure when this stories going to end, and I'm not sure If I'm doing a sequel yet, it's still undecided. Yes I have realized that I've had numerous amount of errors in the last few chapters only because I'm trying to update for you guys as fast as I can, and I don't really have the time on the weekdays like I would like, so yes I do noticed them work with me, hopefully this week all the chapters will be fixed with the errors. thank you so much, xoxo. 

Enjoy!

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Zoe stop moving would you?"

"I'm sorry I'm just so nervous!"

"Breathe Zoe, breathe."

I placed another piece of Zoe's hair in the curling iron.

Tonight was the ball, and Zoe and I spent most of the day getting ready for it.

"Chanel, do you believe in love at first right?"

"Yeah, I do." I said smiling at Zoe.

"Do you believe everything happens for a reason?"

"That I do." I said curling another piece of Zoe's hair.

"Do you believe you met Monroe for a reason?"

"I was force to meet Monroe." I said pulling Zoe's hair up into a twist, I left two pieces of hair out circling her face.

"Annnnnnnnd you're done." I said smiling handing Zoe the mirror.

"Oh my god Chanel it's perfect! I love it!"

"Go get ready! Ashor will be here in an hour!" I said shooting a glance towards Zoe's way.

I curled my hair, tying most of it up leaving some down letting it flow down my back in loose curls, I applied foundation adding color to my sick face.

I slipped into my dress, placing my heels on my feet.

I studied myself in the mirror placing the necklace Monroe gave me on our first night in Paris together. I clasped the necklace letting it fall around my neck, I picked up the diamond heart between my fingers smiling at the thought of Monroe.

I heard a knock on the hotel door bringing me out of my thoughts.

"I'll get it!" I screamed picking up the end of my dress making my way over towards the door, I opened the door revealing a very handsome man, oh my god did all French guys look like this?!

"Bonjour beautiful." The mysterious man spoke in his deep French accent his placed a kiss on my hand smiling up at me.

"You must be Ashor!" I smiled opening the door wider.

"Zoe! Ashor's here!"

I stepped back letting Ashor inside our hotel room. Ashor was a sight to look at his dark brown curly locks draping slightly over his big brown eyes, a slightly crooked nose that fit his face perfect, my oh my.

"Zoe! You're beautiful!" Ashor shrieked I smiled as I watched them walk out of the hotel room down the hallways.

"Am I interrupting something?" I turned around coming into view with Monroe leaning on the doorframe.

"Not at all." I said looking over Monroe.

Monroe was dressed in a all black suit, with a tie matching my dress. Monroe's hair was sat messily on top of his head and his eyes stuck out more than anything tonight.