Taken // One Direction [Completed]

Chapter Three: Taken My Heart

After the big Twitter chaos, I was very tired. I climbed into bed, ready to sleep but was interrupted when Harry came into my room.

"Goodnight, babe." He came in and sat on the bed next to me, tucking me in.

"Goodnight, Harry," I said, and then he began to leave. "Wait!"

"Yeah, Tay?" he asked, his hand on the door handle, turning to look at me.

"Will you lie down with me?" I asked sweetly. I know that probably sounded weird but I really like Harry, like like him.

"Yeah, babe." He shut the door behind him and smiled at me, climbing in under the blankets and putting his arm around me, kissing my head. I rested my head on his chest.

"Will you sing me a song?"

"What song?"

"Teenage Dirtbag," I said. I love that song. 

He sang softly to me, and instead of singing Noel the name Tay slipped beautifully off his tongue, sending shivers down my spine. Harry had the most perfect voice, like an angel.

After he had sung, I turned my head to look at him to see he was already staring at me. His beautiful green eyes looking down at me. He leaned in slowly, placing a kiss on my nose, but when he pulled back I knew he wasn't done there.

He looked at my lips then back to my eyes. Slowly he leaned in and his soft lips touched mine, our lips moving in sync. I never thought my first kiss would be Harry Styles. This boy has taken my heart and he's not giving it back.

When he was done kissing me, he sat back and leaned his head against me, looking me in the eyes.

Harry.

Her lips were cold and chapped. I couldn't resist with those beautiful blue eyes staring at me, and asking me to sing that song. I loved her so much. When our lips touched, I swear I saw sparks fly. Cheesy, I know, but real.

I stopped kissing her and our foreheads were leaning together. 

"I love you, Tay." I kissed her nose.

I just said that.

"I love you too, Teenage Dirtbag," she said with a giggle and I chuckled.

She just said that.

We lay down and I wrapped my arms around her. We fell asleep in that position, her head on my chest, my arms around her, we were holding hands. I kissed her head.

"I love you."

It made me angry that I fell in love with her. I had fell in love with her so quickly; too quickly. This wasn't mean to happen. The boys will kill me. We can't date. The boys, the fans, and Simon will chew my head off if I date a sixteen-year -old. But I promised myself I will get her. She will be mine.

Just not now.

The next morning, I could feel her climbing out of my grip. She obviously thought I was still sleeping.

She went into the bathroom and left the door open so slightly. I could see her undressing and getting into the shower. Quietly, she hummed Teenage Dirtbag and I could only hardly hear her over the sound of running water. She came out with only a towel and I laid still, pretending to be asleep. She looked through her drawers to find something to wear. Carefully, she pulled out a pair of sweats and a tank top.

I watched her get dressed. She faced away from me, her back bones being the only thing I could see. Tay was so small, and it surprised me when I noticed that she was so small, she didn't wear a bra. She didn't need one.