Ours | Haylor AU |

Ch. 5 / It's Not Theirs To Speculate

NO ONE'S POV

Taylor was very happy when her parents approved of her relationship with Harry. Her parents were grateful for him, because he became the reason behind their daughter's happiness. As for Taylor, everything seemed surreal to her. She had been dreaming of having a wonderful boyfriend, and it even came to the point when she thought of being hopeless in finding someone who would love her. She didn't think it would happen, until Harry came into her life. She had some moments of doubt, but she did her best to throw all the second-thoughts away, and instead, just thank God for the blessings he was giving her.

Harry, on the other hand, had been trying his best to introduce Taylor to his friends and families. His parents were back home, so it was one less thing for him to worry at that moment.

Once Harry had invited some of his friends over to his house, it didn't really turn great. They weren't so appreciative of Taylor's unique skills, but instead, dwelled on her disability. They didn't really express their disapproval directly, but the tension in the room was enough evidence that they weren't comfortable with the set-up. Taylor felt so anxious, as Harry and his friends played with video games. She felt so out of place. So instead of listening to them yell at the screen, she excused herself and went to the kitchen to do something to keep herself busy. It didn't take long before Harry started to wonder what was taking her so long, so he excused himself to check on her.

"Taylor? What are you doing?" Harry asked frantically as he walked inside the kitchen and caught an eye on Taylor's bleeding finger.

Taylor cried upon hearing the sound of Harry's voice, because the last thing she wanted was to upset him. Although she felt really awkward and insecure under the presence of his friends, she still wanted to impress them, so she decided she should bring them some snacks. Unfortunately, she had trouble using the knife when she was slicing the banana loaf, and it caused her finger to bleed.

Harry immediately ran towards her as tears started to fall down her face.

"Oh love, please don't cry. What's wrong?" he said as he held her in his arms while wrapping a piece of tissue paper around her bleeding finger. "Does it hurt? Tell me, love."

"I'm sorry," she whispered in fear.

"For what?" he asked confusedly, upon caressing her face.

"Your friends don't like me. And I messed up with the knife. I'm sorry," she confessed and cried. She felt like she was such a wimp, and it was very disappointing.

"It's okay, baby. I still love you," he said, taking her in his arms and holding her tight.

Taylor nestled her head on the crook of his neck and wrapped her arms around his frame tightly, as she felt in awe of him.

"I don't deserve you," she said timidly, while clutching the back of his shirt.

"You do. You're my baby, Tay," he said, upon softly caressing her hair.

"We don't fit together. I'm blind. Your friends don't like me," she reasoned out, making his heart break as he noticed her pained expression.

"I don't care what they think. I love you," he replied, hoping it will make her feel better.

Without any warning, Harry pressed his lips on hers and gave her a very passionate kiss, in attempt to make her feel how much he loved her.

Taylor got surprised by his sudden action, but it amazed her how he was able to express his love through a kiss. She didn't think it was possible, but the way he kissed and held her made her know how real his feelings were, for her.