18 & Married (Harry Styles) By Trishawrites

Chapter 16-Goodbye

Harry's POV.

I dropped our bags and all of our stuffs on the floor of our couple's suite. Mr. Somers sent us both here in Bora Bora, one of the most expensive honeymoon destinations in the world. Well, the man's basically a billionaire, what else did you expect?

Taylor did not talk to me the whole plane ride. Not even on our way here from the airport, I tried to create a small chat but she shut me down. I can't help but feel like shit. I mean, it sucks when the one you love doesn't give a single fuck about you.. I tried everything to make her talk to me or even acknowledge my presence, but no. Nothing..

She sighed and collapsed on the king sized bed, I took a deep breath in.. hoping to get a decent response now, "Taylor-"

"Not now, Harry." She said, sounding stern.

"I was just gonna ask, if you need anything.. You look really tired." I mumbled under my breath.

"Please .. Don't you think you've done enough? Just leave me alone for a moment. Why don't you go out and fuck some bimbo?!" She snapped with her eyes closed.

Her words hit me like a ton of bricks. I tried to shut my mouth but failed miserably.

Taylor's POV.

"You know what?! Maybe I will. And while I'm out .. feel free to invite your Louis, over." He snapped back .. followed by a door slamming with full force, that made me flinch.

I felt tears flowing out of my eyes. Those words of his, cut through me. Why the hell did I say that?! I didn't mean it .. I'm bitchy and he knows that. But, I have to stop this. No.. I don't love him anymore.

I still do.

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It's been 6 hours since he left. It's already 10pm and he's still not back! Maybe I should call Louis ... wait no. That'll cause too much shit. Should I call Drew? or Gioia, maybe? Wait why the hell am I talking to myself. Ugh. I need some fresh air.

I threw on my favorite Jack Wills hoodie, well it's not really mine. Harry gave it to me way back.. before all of this shit happened. And made my way out of the suite. On the way out, I noticed how luxurious the hotel was. It's like, everything was made of gold or something. Not that I've never seen a place like this before, because I have.. but this one has MORE fancy stuff.

Thank god, I was alone in the elevator.. I hate riding lifts with strangers.. I feel like they're going to kill and/or rape me.

As soon as I got out of the hotel, I made my way to the beach .. Nobody was there but me. It felt nice .. peaceful and safe. Listening to the ocean waves, calmed me a bit .. almost forgetting the whole thing about Harry and I's little argument earlier. Well, not really an argument since he shut me down with his words.

I breathed in, hoping everything will be alright when I heard ... voices? The man's voice is quite familiar .. Harry. It has to be him .. I know. I just know. But with a .. girl? What.The voices became more clearer ... Yeah. Harry.

I turned around to see him .. with her. They were laughing.. they looked so happy. HE looked so happy. Tears were welling up, but I tried to keep my cool on. What the hell is she doing here?!

They finally noticed my presence, "Oh." Both stopped on their tracks. They weren't touching .. not really, but I felt betrayed. Again. Is he really going to fuck her again? Does he really wanna hurt me so bad? Again?! "Taylor .." Alexa began, her smile fading off. "Uhm. Congratulations.. uh, Mrs. Styles." She forced a smile. He didn't say anything .. he couldn't even look me in the eyes. I stared at him then back to Alexa. "Harry here and I were just .. talking. You're a lucky girl, Taylor."