Doom At Your Service: A Haylor AU

Chapter 22: Make A Choice

"The scars of your love remind me of us

(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

They keep me thinking that we almost had it all

(You're gonna wish you never had met me)

The scars of your love, they leave me breathless

(Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the deep)

I can't help feeling

We could have had it all."

Taylor's POV

"I'm not allowed, but I couldn't help it. You were watching. Sometimes I find myself portraying you in things. Now that I love you, I sometimes find myself pitying humans...and loving them. I think I finally understand why she loves humans so much."

You know what? No comment. I don't know exactly what to say back. I mean should I be grateful? I wasn't sure what to feel about it, but from what I understood in what he just said...he's changed.

And it's a good thing, right?

I don't know if I should be grateful because he said the main reason was me, but I think it's really because of himself. He's growing into becoming an actual person who loves other people. That's not something I can control but him.

Thankfully it didn't seem like he was looking for a reaction so he just held my hand again as we were about to cross the street when it was clear now and the light signaled us to go. But before we even got to step on the asphalt I got a call.

From an unknown number.

"Hello?" I picked up the phone after a few rings.

"You're finally picking up."

OH MY GOD IS THAT DICAPRIO'S VOICE.

NONONONONO.

"Taylor, where are you right now?!" He yells, making me pull my phone a but further away from my ear.

"Mr. Dicaprio?" I pretended like I didn't recognize the man.

"I WANT YOU AT THE OFFICE RIGHT NOW! If you don't come I'm going to sue Jo Jones." Not even giving me the chance to say anything back, he ended the call abruptly.

I gripped on my phone tightly and gritted my teeth out of frustration. How can one be so annoying as a grown ass man? He always looks down on me like I'm some basket case.

"Should I keep up what I've been doing?" Harry smirks at me, seeing me so visibly angry. "Just say the word, Swift."

"No. This one's mine. I'll deal with him myself."

"Oooohh feisty blondie."

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Walking into the office doors with confidence and rage overflowing was something new to experience, but it felt good. For once I went straight on to look at my incompetent boss in the eyes having the greatest urge to throat punch him.

"Follow me." He furrows his brows pointing at me before moving on his own. All my ex co-workers stared at us, while I rolled my eyes and followed the man into his closed office.