MINE!

I Guess We Have A Visitor

I turn my phone off and then wait for it to turn on again.

Once the screen comes back to life I type in my security code and then go straight to my text messages.

Nothing.

Then I check WattsApp.

Nothing.

Then Facebook messenger, Taylor never uses this to communicate but she left my house to break up with Harry last night and it's now 9am and I haven't heard a word from her and I'm beginning to freak out

I return to WhatsApp and press call but it's almost immediately declined so I type out a message 'What's going on?! Call me!' And hit send

Dropping onto my bed I tap my feet on the ground, anxious energy causing me to move

Clicking on my texts I check again. Nothing

WhatsApp. Nothing!

Messenger. Nothing!!

Fuck!!!!

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"Are you going to talk to me?"

Harry is sat at my breakfast bar eating cereal, his gaze fixed solely on the little multigrain hoops as he does everything in his power to ignore the fact I am there

"Harry please, we need to talk"

"Will it make any difference?" He asks through a crunchy mouthful

"I want you to understand"

"I don't want to understand, I want to sit here and eat my breakfast and wait for you to come to your senses"

I sit on the black pleather stool next to him "I'm not going to change my mind, I told you that last night"

"You need to buy milk, I used the last of it"

"Harry..."

"And cereal, I used the last of that too" I place my hand on his arm but he pulls away as though I had burnt him with my touch "Don't!"

"Then please stop ignoring me, we need to talk, what I said last night I meant, I'm not going to change my mind, you can sit here and eat my food and ignore me but that wont change the fact that I love Travis"

"Stop saying that! You don't mean it!"

"I do!"

"He's turned up and confused you, you're confused Taylor, give it a day or two and you will see how insane this all sounds. That you want to be with a boy that cheated on you, that hurt you, that lied to you and went to jail rather than a man that loved you and took care of you and offered you a future . A real future Taylor not just pipe dreams and half promises, what i'm offering you is real"

"It's not enough" My gaze drops to the black, breakfast bar "I know you don't want to hear this but none of it's enough because none of it's Travis"

"Fuck him!"

God if he knew where that statement sent my mind, when I went to Travis' house yesterday the only thing on my mind was sex but he talked me down, convinced me that I would hate myself if we did that and then begin to hate him.., It was soft Travis talking my Travis, the guy that put me before every other thing in his life, including his libedo, the guy no one but me knows, the guy Harry couldn't imagine, even in his wildest dreams

"Taylor, we have been happy, I know it's just 5 months but we haven't argued or disagreed or fallen out"

I want to tell him that's half the problem, I haven't cared enough to argue or fight, I haven't been emotionally involved enough to care enough to fight, not like with Travis, where I cared so much and loved so much, every thing he did provoked a reaction. He went out, I panicked who he would meet, he wanted time to himself I panicked I wasn't enough, he held me closer I wondered why he was holding me so close

From the moment I was assigned as Travis' tutor he became my everything, his successes and failure became everything and finally, after months of resisting, his kisses became everything

He is everything .I wish he wasn't, I wish i could tell him to fuck off and mean it, but when i go to bed there's only one face in my dreams, only one pair of hands I want all over me

"It's over" It's hard to say and even harder to acknowledge but I know it's the truth

"No" Harry pushes his bowl from him and stands up

"We can't keep doing this..."

"You cant keep fooling yourself that your manipulating ex boyfriend is anything more than an excuse, something to stop you from committing yourself to another man. I know he hurt you but it wont always be that way, I can treat you better, i can fix everything he destroyed, I promise you Taylor, please, please, you just have to give me that chance"

I stare him in to his green eyes, praying this will be the time he sees me and hears me but just as I open my mouth to speak heavy knocks fall on my front door

"Taylor?!" I recognise the voice immediately

"Ignore him" Harry insists

"Let me in right now or I will kick this fuckin door down" Travis' voice is hard and cold and I know better than to argue with him so I rush to the front door and grab the handle

"Leave him Taylor" Harry instructs but it's too late because the door falls open and we're left face to face with Travis. His face tense, his hands in fists

"I guess we have a visitor' Harry says whilst taking a step back

"A visitor from hell" Travis replies whilst winking and then looking to me