(Harry's POV): "Harry! Where were you? I've been waiting!" I took a deep breath," I was only five minutes late chill." Taylor rolled her eyes at me," Whatever but don't do it again." TaylorSwift and I had been unofficially dating for a couple weeks. At first I was apprehensive but then I became more involved. Our relationship had been going along fine, but it was not a special relationship. It was a relationship that was created solely because we were famous not because we actually liked each other. She was quite bossy and liked to follow me around a lot. Every day of this week we have been together. I suggested a little break were I hang out with the lads for a day but she insisted that she joined. I caved in and brought her with me. The guys didn't really like it but talked to me anyways. She didn't like that I was not focused on her and started talking very rudely to them. I had to excuse us and take her back to her flat. One thing that I didn't know about Taylor is that she loves to make out. Maybe that's partly my fault since I do miss being sexually active. As a result we make out a lot. We've had sex once but it was nothing special. No sparks flying or love in between us. We usually had more interesting make out sessions than conversations. She always told me that I was boring but the thing was she always talked about passed relationships and which song belongs to which guy. There are a lot of awkward moments in between us when we're talking. That's because we don't really like each other. I mean that's harsh to say but I'm only dating her to help me get over Emily and she's only dating me for publicity and to check my name off of the list of people she wants to date. To tell you the truth I really couldn't see a future in us. Maybe a couple months more and then we would separate. After our dinner I paid and escorted her to my car. I drove her to her flat and walked her to her door. She ruoghly grabbed my shirt and pushed me against the door. She started violently making out with me. I almost gagged when she stuck her tongue too deep into my mouth. Her hands were wandering on my shirt trying to unbutton it. Her lips traveled up and down my neck and to my ears. I pushed her off of me gently. "You should probably go to bed now. It's late." She smiled at me and kissed me one last time before closing the door behind her. I walked back to my car and drove away. When I entered our flat all of the boys were crowded around a crying Niall. I ran over to him and hugged him. "What happened?" He glared at me,"you girlfriend is what happened." I looked up at Liam for an explanation. He cleared his throat," she called Nialler a fat ugly blond pig." I sat down in disbelief," she wouldn't do that. You probably misunderstood her Niall." He stood up,"you think I miss understood her huh? I fucking didn't! She is the damn devil! And last time I checked my hearing is better than that cunts! I know what I heard Harry Fucking Styles! Maybe it's you who doesn't know that bitch! I mean come on! Why would you want to date a slut like that! What are you? Her 23rd boyfriend or some shit like that?" He shoved me and walked away. Before he got to his room he turned around,"you know I thought that even after two and a half years of being together you would love me enough to defend me instead of her. I thought we had each others backs. I guess I was wrong. And whatever happened to bros before hoes huh?" He opened his door,"oh and one last thing, she's changed you Harry. And it's not for the best... no definitely not for the best." He wiped his nose on his sleeve and shut the door. I slowly sat down and put my head in hands. I couldn't believe that she had called Nialler that. I looked up at the boys,"why is this happening. I don't even like Taylor but I'm defending her. I want to let her go but I can't. Why?" the tears were now silently falling down my face. Zayn spoke to me,"she is like a safety net. You want to recreate the love you had for Emily. You want to prove to yourself that your over her. When you see Taylor you convince yourself that your free and have put the past in the rear view mirror. But your lying to yourself Harry." I sighed,"whenever I'm with her I always wonder if I would be happier with Emily. But then I tell myself that Emily doesn't like me... Oh my gosh I'm so fucking confused!" Lou patted my back,"you really will never get over her will you?" I shook my head,"it's just that I want to know why she really left me. She lied and I want to know what the truth is. If I could only see her again." Louis shot a glance at Liam who looked down. I shot up,"you know where she is don't you?" I pinned Liam down,"you know don't you?" He meekly nodded. "Where is she?" He took a deep breath,"Harry I know your going to get mad but just hear me out. You know those papers that have all of her information on them?" My eyes opened up wide and my mouth started to form a question but Liam cut me off,"well we have them. I know you looked for them but we removed them before you came to your senses. As soon as you went into a depression we all knew we couldn't let you see her again. She would only tear you apart again. So we hid them." My voice cracked,"give them to me now." I let go of Liam and followed him to his room. He opened his closet doors and stepped onto a stool. He brought out dusty papers held together by a paper clip. He handed the papers to me,"just be careful Harry." I nodded. He started to walk out of the room. "Liam?" He turned around"yah?" I ran up to him and gave him a hug. "Thanks" he smiled,"anything for you." I quickly went to my room. I sat down on my bed and let a tear drop. In my hands lay the first step to a long journey. A journey of love, hate, confusion, trust, fights, tears, kisses, and change. This though I didn't yet know.
