"No! You can't be! It's impossible!", Harry exclaimed in worry as he ran his fingers through his glossy curls.
"Harry, it's not just my fault. It's your's too. Besides, we should've been careful because it's only 99% effective."
"Well then we can't stay here! There's no doctors here. Taylor, we have to go back.", he sighed out. Taylor felt like her heart stop as he said that. They had built a life here, she didn't want to give it up and never come back. If they left, Taylor would be scared that things would change between them. Right now, things were perfect. Well, at least until now. A tear made its way down Taylor's pale cheeks and rolled off disappearing onto the floor.
"Hey,hey,Taylor, I'm sorry. Don't worry, everything's going to be fine.", Harry put a hand on the small of her back and pulled her onto his chest and had the other one tangled in her hair.
"Everything's going to be fine.....",Harry whispered with worry in his eyes, good thing Taylor couldn't see it, "We're going to be fine."
A/N: what's going on with Taylor? I know it's kind of obvious, but I tried. Sorry for not updating in so long. Hope you like it!
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Misfits *Haylor*
Roman d'amourTaylor is a drifter. Going wherever her motorcycle can take her, but when she takes a break in a town where she meets a curly headed boy with eyes that shine through the darkness. Will she stay and finally get close to someone again or will she stay...
