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

Avoiding the pain...

I think love is fascinating. There's something to be said for that kind of one-in-a-million person who means the world to you, it's not infatuation, it's not a crush, it's love.

But of course finding love is rare, and getting hurt is common. It is too easy to jump into something with high hopes, but later realise you were wrong, about them, about yourself, about what you felt for them. We're all fascinated by love to the point where we're stupid about it, and we think that somehow, a person can change just because we happened to love them.

That's not the way it works at all. Love is a trap designed to catch the most naive people. And I am one of them.

A relationship can only go two ways. It can lead to something that is terrible and horrible, that results in you crying on your bedroom floor, or it can lead to a magical, perfect little fairytale, much like the ones we used to dream of as kids. But as human beings, we strive on making the impossible possible. We look for something else in a relationship, something that sets it's self apart from those two roads, and that would only be a third road. That mission is much like mission impossible; never happened before, never will.

But for each person a new, different kind of love will be revealed to them, a kind of love that they've been waiting a lifetime for...

TAYLOR'S POV

I hear a muffled voice and feel my shoulder being gently shaken. I remember coming here in the middle of the night, just because I couldn't take it any longer. I couldn't be pretending to live my life happily, and pretending to be okay, when the biggest part of my life is lying in a hospital bed. What worries me the most is our fans, we haven't told them yet, I haven't even told my management, that's proof to say that I've been overwhelmed to the max, I can't even inform my management of what's going on. People say that things get better, and right now that's pretty much the only thing that's holding me together; hope.

Having hope that things will eventually be back to the way they were before. When all else fails, have hope.

Ed's raspy morning English accent brings me back to reality, as I look up into his eyes that projected out a feeling of comfort, one that I've always come to rely on when my world is this shaken up. I sat up from where I was laying my head and rested my back against the chair while rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. Adam seemed to be still asleep, he would be, because it's still dark outside, so I'm assuming it's in the early hours of the morning, as I've observed from the window that gave me a clear view of the weather

Ed: Taylor love, what are you doing here so early?

He looked so worried, he looked so worried about me, to be more precise

"I couldn't get to sleep if I wasn't next to him."

I say under my breath as I look back at him and smile, while I placed my hand in his hair and played with it, I always did this, it's not that his hair is long enough anyways, I just like doing it.

"He's been asking about you..." Ed said quietly, we were keeping our voices quiet because we didn't want to wake Adam.

Taylor: Don't tell him about me yet...

I said not even looking up at Ed. but instead keeping my eyes locked on Adam

Ed: What am I suppose to tell him, that you're just a friend..

I let out a breath and pressed my lips to his forehead, I whispered in his ear; "Please come back to me soon baby, I miss you."

I stood to my feet and gave Ed a smile, to which he tried to start a conversation with but I gently declined, I need to get back home, Harry's still there.