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

Fights, Bestfriend,Ex & Starbucks

HARRY'S POV

( I realised that I still had some things I wanted to put for Harry's pov..so yeah)

My alarm clock blares around the room, signalling that it's six o'clock, a groan comes from my lips as I shield my eyes with my pillow from the sun shining through the window. Now days there's just not enough to wake up to,Taylor's not mine anymore, but I do it for the guys, because we're a team, and I have to be here for them. Last night was terrible at the Billboards Awards, I watched from the opposite row, and each time Taylor went to hug him a stabbing pain emerged in my stomach. I had no intention of going to the after party, two reasons; 1: Because they guys were for sure going to get wasted and they'd talk me into it too, 2, Because I don't want to put myself through the pain of watching her being so happy...with someone else.

I planted my feet on the hotel floor, I see Niall sprawled across the bed, all the sheets on the floor. I only had to step two metres near him to smell the potent alcohol scent in his breath. I shook my head and laughed while striding out of the room, and into a completely empty living room and kitchen. I expected that, the boys are going to wake up with the biggest headaches in the world.

I walk to the kitchen and scratch the back of my head with my hand.

"We have no food."

I croaky voice says behind me, with a tint of a Scottish accent I recognise as Niall's.

My body turns to see Niall rubbing his eyes, with his hair ruffed like a bunch of tiny little soccer kids ran through it.

Harry: "We're going to have to get breakfast somewhere."

I say trailing off and sinking into the sofa. Last night runs through my mind, I put my head in my hands and begin to slowly make reason for each confusion I have.

Niall: You should've been there last night... she was so happy with him.

I shake my head, it still hasn't sunken in that my Taylor, has moved on. I saw the pictures online, Niall is right she did look happy. Maybe everyone is right, maybe I should let her go...maybe I should've been there...to see her happy because if it's not with me, I wouldn't want her being miserable. Maybe I should be thankful that she's okay and enjoying herself.

Harry: Yeah?

He nodded and plopped onto the sofa

Niall: Harry, I think you should leave her be. It's clear that she's moved on..maybe you should too.

I felt tears threatening to fall but i held them back, as I looked directly into Niall's eyes. He is coming from a place of acceptance.

Harry: Maybe.

He seemed shocked by my response. What else am I going to say? that I'm in love with someone else's woman. No, I'm in love with My woman, she's mine, I loved her first...MY Taylor.