Doom At Your Service: A Haylor AU

Chapter 11: You're The First

"I don't want this feelin'

I can't afford love

I try to find reason to pull us apart

It ain't workin' 'cause you're perfect

And I know that you're worth it

I can't walk away."

Taylor's POV

"Be the first human to love me." Harry's words were engraved in my mind as he spoke.

"So..." I cleared my throat, suddenly avoiding his eyes. "What do you mean by that?"

"When you tried to save me, you just said you wanted to. So you told me to just thank you. This is my way of thanking you."

"You just want to die." I sighed.

"I want to save you." He corrected me.

"You don't mean that." I scoffed, thinking that there's absolutely no way he even wants to do that.

"How can my offer be bad for you?"

"Yes, it can. It's ruining my mood. It puts me in a bad mood." I told him, badly annoyed.

"Does your feelings matter more than staying alive?"

"You don't know how you look when you look at things that disappear, right? I know that face because I see that everyday. When I look at you looking at me, I can see right through you."

"See...what?"

"That you're a good guy."

The look on his face softened, with his lips forming a thin line.

"Staying alive isn't what I want." I corrected his mindset. "I want to live a happy life. And I just realized that. That's how I came to this conclusion. I...don't think I can be happy after making you disappear, so don't get cheeky with me."

With the stars looking down upon us my gaze went back to his. For a good 5 seconds, we stared at each other with neither one of us saying one word.

And there he did it again.

He smiled.

~

"I can fall in love." I told myself, while watching the news and paying no attention. I sat on the floor, chanting it like a manifestation. "I can fall in love. I can fall in love."

"What are you doing?" Harry asked from behind, sitting on my sofa.

"Mind your own business. I can fall in love. I can fall in love."

"You're making that hard."

"What? No. I can't." I looked back at him. "Wait, no! Damn it!" He made me lose my focus.

"You sure are trying hard."

"This won't work." I frowned, turning the TV off. "Starting tonight, I'm going to sleep alone in my room." I got up and gathered my blanket and pillows on my couch that were beside him.

"Why?"

"To detach myself from you."

I didn't want him to disappear, so I'm heading another path and cancelling my plan.