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Chapter 27
Taylor's P.O.V
Oh my gosh. I cannot believe what I am seeing right now. Cara and Harry together? Crap. Crap. Crap. Why am I so lucky today? - Note the sarcasm.
I want to die right now.
"Hey Taylor! Why won't you sit with us?"
Did that bitch just ordered me to sit with them? Well, Fuck her.
But since, I'm nice, I completely did as I was told.
Stupid fucking idea.
Harry is beside her and of course I need Lautner to sit beside me cause I need some moral support.
"Hi." Did I just hear Harry's voice?
Shit.
I'm speechless. Thanks a lot, Lautner.
I cleared my throat and luckily, I found my voice.
"Hey." I fake smiled right now. Am I Sherlock?
Captain Obvious should be my middle name. It definitely suites me.
"Um Taylor, I need to go. My mom needs me because of some emergency and I'm coming with her. Mind if you stay here? Harry will just take you home." Lautner whispers to my ear as I awkwardly drink my coffee. Since when did we order?
"What the actual fuck." Is all I can reply as he walked out through the door.
"So Taylor, why are you here?" The bitch asked me and I don't have time for all this crap.
"Shooting a music video here. Umm, I need to go. My cat needs me right now cause she's pregnant and we can't let pregnant cats take care of theirselves, ya know?"
"Haha. You are funny." The bitch replied.
Silence is what I heard from Harry through all of the talking with the bitch.
I hate him.
I can't believe I ever dated that asshole. He is a true player. He didn't loved me. Well played, Harry Styles. Well, played.
And as to Lautner, why the fucking bloody hell would he leave me right in the middle of a fucking mess?
I'm so not lucky with boys.
Wait, how am I suppose to go home? I have no car with me. Ugh - just great!
Mom, dad, please pop up.
As I was realizing my clear thoughts, it all came to me; did Harry just used me? Is sex the only thing that he wants from me? Yes, yes and yes.
That's it. I clearly don't regret anything in our break - up.
He's an asshole, a player and a dickhead.
Jerk.
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A Haylor Story (EDITING)
FanfictionI never thought that this was coming. That I would fall inlove with the guy that I was dating just because of publicity. But does he feel the same way? Do I really want him? I know I truly do, but this is just a fantasy that the media world created...
