Haylor Baby

Chapter 13: A new kind of love

I know I said I was done with this fic, but I decided to write this short chapter that very obviously goes down the plot I would like the story to end up in. I've wrote this chapter to see the reaction I have. If you guys like what I'm doing I'll carry on, if not I will pass the story on to someone else to finish the way you wish. I'd love to hear back from you in the comments.

Karlie woke Taylor when she pulled up to her apartment in New York, she hated doing it when Taylor looked so peaceful resting her tired head against the window. Taylor woke up and rubbed her tired, blood shot eyes, before turning to awkwardly cuddle Karlie over the car seats.

30 minutes later, Taylor found herself vomiting into Karlie's toilet whilst she held her hair back. She hadn't felt right for a few days but she thought nothing of it. Only that she was missing Harry like hell and she couldn't have him. She wasn't eating like she should've been, she was so tired and groggy and her muscles were stiff and sore. All she really wanted to do was lie down and sleep her pain away.

"Hey baby, did you want me to get you a glass of water or something?" Karlie spoke gently into Taylor's ear. "Umm, I, I just want to sleep, forever." Taylor lifted her head from near to the toilet and looked into Karlies piercing green eyes. "Thank you so much Kar, thank you for not leaving me and thank you for being my best friend" They sat talking like this for a little while until Taylor felt strong enough to go down and get some food. All this time Karlie was thinking of the right moment to tell Taylor about the Vacation she had planned.

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Harry had just touched down in London, he was wearing down clothes and an old beanie he found out. He had called his management to offer him support on what to do, they called for him to have a car pick him up and take him to the office to discuss what to do next.

When Harry stepped from the plane the smell of England hit him hard. Home. Home, where he was meant to be bringing Taylor. All he could think of was her sweet sweet smile and her touch. Harry walked with his head down not to be recognised by a lot of people, the last thing he wanted right now was to deal with fans, crowds of people and definitely paparazzi. He walked fast.

When passing a news stand in the airport lounge he saw the front cover of this magazine he was supposed to be appearing on. The words and photos brought tears to his eyes and sucked the oxygen from his lungs. "A new kind of love" Harry read the headline over and over, he stared at the photo. His eyes spilled tears down his face. He knew he shouldn't but he went into the shop and brought the magazine before running to his car to avoid people.

When he reached the car and was in privacy he unrolled the magazine that he had stuffed into his sweatshirt pocket. "A new kind of love" under the headline was a photo from when Karlie met Taylor of the plane. The cover was full of photos of Taylor and Karlie getting a little "close", cuddling and holding each other. There was photos from all the different times they hung out together, laughing and holding hands.

"BULLSHIT" Harry yelled and threw the magazine down. He threw his hands to his face and cried all the way to the office all the time his mind wondering back to Karlie and Taylor, and wondering what if.