Code RED. {HAYLOR FAN-FIC; Unedited -- Beware!}

10 :: I KNEW IT.

I looked at my phone.

“Tomorrow” is today. And there’s still no answer from him.

I looked at the clock: three-thirty.

I covered my face with my hands and groaned.

“Taylor?” My mom called from outside my room.

“It’s open.” I called back. My mother appeared with a sad face.

“Still no call?” She asked. I shook my head. My mother gave me this sympathetic look, then closed the door as she walked downstairs again.

I heard my phone ring its ringtone, and I jumped, all my anticipation coming out more than I expected. I took my phone and looked at the caller I.D.

It’s not Harry.

It’s just Robert.

I sighed, “Hello?”

“Hey, Taylor. We need you right now. Can you come to the studio?”

“Like I have any time to waste right now. I’m totally free, no worries.” I hung up, still depressed. I knew it: This will not work out. Everything I wanted for us to be, this will just not work out. The first stage was a complete mess, anyway. Our popularity will break us up, if not us ourselves.

George, as always, drove me to the studio. In the end, we had a meeting about my official RED Concert coming this year, 2013.

“We’re worried that your fans might decrease because of the ‘Haylor’ gossip.” Robert said.

“It’s not gossip, Rob.” I muttered. “It’s the real thing.” I looked above, not wanting to meet his eyes, but I could see Robert looking at me from the corner of my eyes.

“Taylor, I think you should break up with him.” Robert said.

I frowned. “What?!” I suddenly exclaimed, louder than I intended. “Who are you to decide if I should break up with my boyfriend?”

Robert fell silent. Well, everyone else was. My band, The Agency, is here. The producer is here, and other people I don’t remember seeing.

“No, he’s right, Taylor.” The producer said. “This ‘Haylor’ thing is ruining your career.”

“Well, I don’t want to.” I’m not really sure.

“Why don’t you just have a private relationship?” A stupid person inside the meeting room said. Yeah, that’s reaaaaaaally easy to do.

“It’s not that easy,” Robert butt in. I sighed in relief. “use your brain, will you?” The guy fell silent. Hah! You deserved it.

“Is this meeting over?” I asked, feeling all fidgety. “I don’t want to break up with Harry, and that’s final.”

Everybody looked at me, and fell silent. Robert considered the option, and ended up agreeing. “Okay, let’s consider this meeting finished. But we may continue this some other day, if this ‘Haylor’ thing gets worse.” Robert looked at me, and I pursed my lips and looked to the right, just so I can’t look at his eyes.

I quickly stood up and texted George that I’m on my way to the parking lot, until someone bumped into me.

“Sorry,” He apologized. Wait—

“Harry?” I asked as I looked up. It is him. “What are you doing here?”

“I heard you were in the studio, so I came here. We were going to continue yesterday, remember?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. A tear suddenly dropped from my eye, and I unexpectedly hugged him.

“I thought you forgot.” I cried. “That’s why I just decided to go to the studio without waiting for you.”

“We had rehearsals again today, and it just ended, so I wanted to meet you at your house as soon as possible, but you weren’t there. Your mom told me you were here so…”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I asked.

“Because I have a little surprise for you, and I don’t like you to notice it too quickly. I’m not good at keeping secrets, you know.” He winked, and I laughed between tears. Harry took something from his pants pocket and opened his closed palm.

I saw the most beautiful bracelet I have ever seen.

It had three pendants: One caged bird, one heart, and one cup. The cup looked like the ones you see on mini-stores where you can buy drinks and other stuff. That kind of cup where there’s a concaved top.

“When did you buy this?” I asked.

“Well, I actually put them all together myself. I chose the pendants really carefully, so they would mean something.” He asked for my wrist, and I gave him my left one. He smiled and locked the bracelet to my ever-thin wrist, then he touched the pendant that looked like a caged bird. “This means that I’ll never let you go, whatever happens,” He started to explain. Then he touched the heart. “This is here so you would know that my heart would always be wherever you go, and will not be on any other’s life. Only you.” I couldn’t help but blush. He touched the last one, the cup. “Remember this?” He asked. I tried to remember, but my mind is just really full of problems right now. Harry understood. “‘Maple Lattes’, remember?” Then it hit me. The drink. The drink I ordered when we had our first “friendly” date. I started to laugh, but it came out as a soft whisper.

“Thank you.” I smiled, wider than before, and hugged him again, tighter, this time.

“I’m glad you liked it.” Harry whispered. I wiped away my last tear and led him to the parking lot.

“Come on, let’s go,” I said, grabbing his wrist. “George is here. You can tell him where to go. You decide where we’ll go today.” I smiled. Harry pursed his lips and nodded.

“My driver is here, too, but… okay, sure.” I smirked, and we walked to my car.

Even though I said it earlier, I’m still thinking about what Robert said in our meeting.

“Taylor, I think you should break up with him.”

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A/N: Hi, everyone! :D I’m so sorry for the short chapter! And I’m sorry again, because the reason is: I’ll be ending Code RED soon. Maybe this will end after three or four updates. Maybe even two. But anyway, I’M REALLY SORRY!!!! I plan to end this story before our school’s summer vacation, which is on March 6. I. AM. REALLY. SORRY. Please don’t throw fruits at meeee!!! :(

BUTTTT, here’s the good news: I think I’ll be making a Prologue or an Epilogue or whatever that’s called, I’ll be making that.;) Well, I’m still planning and thinking about it, though.:/        :D

Anyway, I still hope that you liked this chapter even though it probably only took you ten (or maybe even FIVE) minutes to read it.xD

Hugs,

the_Dreamer13