Hold on, don't you let go. (Tayvin/Talvin)

know you better now

She saw the silhouette of his car, and as she drew back the curtains she saw his face staring up, at her window, the car came to a stop, he turned the engine off, and gazed up at the many apartment windows, hoping to catch Taylor walking to her room, or her brothers voice, or her cat sitting on the window seal, any connection to her was all he needed right now, because she seemed to want nothing to do with him.

That's not what she thought at all, but she never got the chance to tell him.

He didn't get out of the car, he never did. Just sit here amongst the pitch black and crickets chirping away. "She's probably asleep, I'm an idiot, she'll never take me back...she hates me,...what are you doing harry?" 

He didn't know that she watched him drive past her street every night, and stare aimlessly at her apartment window, he didn't know that she still loved him.

Some nights he'd spend several hours there, after circling around multiple times, and she just wanted one thing; I wish he would come back..

A/N I WISH YOU WOULD!!!!!!!!!! I was listening to it, the other day and got this idea! I Wish You Would is my jam!!! I wanted to do a little Harry thing, because who knows maybe he appears quite frequently in this book.....Or maybe not......I don't know. what do you think? ;)

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ADAM'S POV 

"Adam...where are you taking me?" 

I giggled while guiding Taylor with my hands on her eyes, I know sounds cheesy but it's me you're talking about. I figured that I would take her out on a date, one that she hasn't been on before..one that no other guy has taken her on...se usually a guy would take Taylor out to a fancy restaurant or take her to a picnic..but they don't know her as well as I do...she's the type of person who is grateful for everything, but what she doesn't tell you is she has the perfect scenario of a relationship in her head, like a fairytale-although she's tried to find a perfect fairytale its failed her many times. 

The weather here is beautiful this time of year, the sun towers over the island with golden glow, but the sea breeze cools the air making it just the right temperature. From here the beach is visible, below the setting sun that leaves colours of pink and orange reflecting on the surface of the water. 

I feel Taylor smile at the sound of waves hitting the white sand, whenever I see a beach I think of the times when Taylor and I were kids, when we'd run away from what was happening with  our lives and let the sea soak us into it's mighty powerful waves. I brought her here because it holds countless memories that are impossible to erase. 

I took her to a place that triggers a piece in her mind that hasn't been destroyed; where she grew up. 

Brighton. 

Ed informed me of what she'd been through when she came home completely shattered to pieces, by the time I got to her she was on the bathroom floor drenched from head to toe and holding a razor and mumbling my name, it was then when I looked at her tear stained face that the strong, confident Taylor is just a shell, and she was bottling up all her misery, and everyone once in a while she explodes.