Dissolution • Taylor swift and Harry styles

Chapter 7, exposes

Harry's perspective

2 weeks later

Friday

I know she's expecting me home right now. I'll just stay a little longer. I'm drunk at a nightclub with the whole one direction crew, celebrating another sold out leg of the tour.

I'm standing next to the bar as someone taps me on the shoulder. "Harry! Hi! Do you remember me?" a familiar voice says. I turn around to see my ex-girlfriend, Lexie. "Lexie, hi! How are you?" I ask her.

"I'm good, you? Living the single life, I suppose?" she asks. I think about it. I'm in a relationship with Taylor, that's for sure. But no one knows about it. so, I guess I'm living the single life in some way. "Yeah, sure. Its great." I respond.

She smirks at me before saying "then I guess you wont mind a little rebound." She comes straight for a kiss. I know I shouldn't. but it feels so good. I love Taylor but I have to admit I've missed women my age, and danger. Taylor is so perfectly innocent, and I love that about her. But sometimes it's too much, or should I say too little.

Lexie breaks the kiss as the room is lit up by a blitz. Shit. If that gets to the tabloids, Taylor will find out. I try to yell at the photographer but I'm too drunk to make any sense. "its okay I'll handle it" Lexie says confidently.

She walks up to him and whispers something to his ear. He hands her the polaroid almost immediately, and she winks at me as she leads him somewhere. I release a sigh and leave the club. I must get home.

Taylor's perspective

I decided to calm down on the whole dinner thing this Friday. I know he'll be either drunk or tired anyway. I don't have to ruin things for myself. I lay the frozen pizza at the table as I hear him at the door. I let him in and grab his bags. Drunk.

"Welcome home love" I say with a smile. "Oh Taylor, how I love you. I'm so happy to see you" he mumbles as he takes of his coat. I laugh and put the bags down in our bedroom. "I made frozen pizza, if you'd like some" I say as I walk towards the dining room. "I'm so sorry Taylor, I'm really tired. I'm really sorry... I love you. You know that right? I feel bad I'm sorry..." I hear him mumble from the hallway.

I feel really uncomfortable when he comes home drunk. He always acts like my mom when he gets really really drunk, rambling about how sorry he is and how much he loves me. It makes me sick to my stomach.

I finish dinner before tidying up. and as usual I go to unpack his bags. He's in deep sleep when I walk in.

I throw all the dirty and liquor smelling clothes in a pile that I'll wash. I take out his toiletries and start to empty the pockets of his bag. But then I find something in one of the outer pockets.

My heart stops when I see what it is. It's a polaroid. A polaroid of Harry and this bleached blonde. He's wearing the same white shirt and black suit pants as he was when he came home. the photo is written on, it reads: call me up, I've missed you. Lex xx.

my heart jumps when I hear Harry say "Taylor, are you coming? I miss you" my voice breaks when answering. "I'll be there in a minute". I put the picture in a drawer, I Can't work out which but I just don't want him to call her.

I dry the tears that were silently falling to my mouth and got ready for bed as I always do.

I finally climb in bed. Next to the man who had just cheated on me. I turn the lights off and feel him put his arm around me. I just let him.

Moodboard Lexie:

Writers note:
I hope you've enjoyed this story so far! I'll update when I've got time, Eden xxx