Affair (Haylor) On-Hold

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Everything was perfect. I have everything I ever wanted. My kids and my husband. Harry has been the greatest husband and dad to us. He would never leave us hanging. But why do I still feel incomplete? Why do I feel like...I'm missing something?

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Taylor carried a crying Andrew in her arms as she cooed for him to stop, rocking him in her arms. She hummed Andrew to sleep and soon the little boy fell asleep on his mothers arms.

Taylor sighs and puts her 2 year old down on his crib and pulled the blanket up to his chest and laid his favorite stuff toy, Nick next to him. She smiles at the sight of her son cuddling Nick and leans down to kiss his forehead. "I will always love you, Andrew William Styles." and she walks out of the room, baby monitor in hand.

"Mommy?" Darcy asks as she gaze outside of the window. Taylor looks up from cutting the carrots and says, "Yes, Darc?"

"Why is daddy talking to a man over there?" a little shocked from what Darcy had said, she puts down the knife and wipes her hands on her apron and walks to her daughters side, who was pointing at the man and Harry, to take a glimpse of the man talking to her husband. "I don't know baby girl." Taylor messes Darcy's hair as the little girl squeals and runs away to play her dolls.

Taylor takes a breathe and removes her apron and opens the front door, leaning herself on the door frame.

The man was tall, his dark hair styled in a quiff, he was fit. Wearing a blue button up shirt that was covering a tank top on the inside. Ripped skinny jeans hugged his muscular limbs with a pair of converse. Hands in his pockets as he talks to Harry.

Harry couldn't see her since his back was facing hers. She took a quick look at her husband. His wearing his usual business suit a brief case in hand. His hair in a messy state making Taylor smile and shake her head. Then Harry took a step forward and gives the man a man-hug.

Taylor was took by surprise when the man looks at her, making her knees go weak and winked at her suddenly. Blood rushes to her cheeks as she smiled shyly at the man.

Her eyes widen, what the hell am I doing? She questions herself. Shaking her head and not making any eye contact with the man that gave her butterflies in her stomach which was strange because when she looks at Harry or even kiss him, she never felt it...anymore. It was like the feelings for Harry has long gone but that is very wrong. She loves Harry. And she swore to herself that she will never love a man except for Harry and her father and brother.

So why was she feeling this way to a complete stranger who winked at her and basically now knew her husband or better yet her.

After a few minutes of staring at her feet, she felt a hand on her chin and lips connecting to hers. She was little startled at first that she didn't kissed back. Somehow kissing Harry made her feel..guilty. Why the fuck am I guilty for? Taylor squeezes her eyes shut and kisses Harry back, wrapping her arms around his neck while his wrapped around her waist. Pulling her closer to him.

"I've missed you." Harry breathes, looking into her eyes. Happiness and love were shown in his while guilt and confusion filled hers. "Is there something wrong, love?" Harry asks a staring Taylor. She didn't answer right away. Her mind was occupied with the man that she just saw.

"Tay?" he asks again, this time she snaps out of her reverie. Smiling at her husband, she pretends to wipe off a dust on his suit and kisses his cheek, making Harry frown. "Is there something bothering you?" Taylor shakes her head no. He nods letting whatever she was thinking go and kisses her lips before pushing her gently inside the house.

Taylor diverts her eyes from the man who was smirking at her and let Harry push her inside.

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"Who's that man you were talking to earlier?" Taylor asks nonchalantly, but on the inside she was itching to know who he really was. Harry stares for a moment and says, "A friend of mine whom I met in England." Taylor nods and asks the question she wanting to know. "What's his name though?"

"Zayn. Zayn Malik. He is actually now living across from us and I am beyond happy that a friend of mine is living near us." Harry says, Taylor's eyes widen. Zayn. Zayn is his name. What a beautiful name of a beautiful man. And then again. She shakes the thought of Zayn away.

Before she can stop herself. The words had flew out of her mouth. "Wow. Is he married or something?" Harry stops and stares at Taylor who was feeding Andrew baby food. Darcy was happily humming to herself while eating her vegetables and oblivious of the fact that her parents were talking about there new neighbor.

"Uh..well as far as I know. His single. So yea, he lives alone." Harry shrugs and smiles at Taylor. Taylor, once again nods and wipes Andrews mouth.

She clears her throat. "Well I think this little fella needs some bath. Are you okay with Darcy alone while I bathe Andrew?" a bright smile paints her lips and Harry nods, standing up to peck her lips and kisses Andrews little hand. "Not a problem."

Soon Taylor and Andrew were out of sight. Harry slumps back on his chair. Pinching the bridge of his nose. He didn't realize that Darcy had stopped what she was doing and stared at her father, wide eyed. "Are you okay daddy?" Harry looks at Darcy and shakes his head, smiling. "I'm fine princess. I'm fine." Darcy nods her head and continues to eat.

Harry felt that moving his friend across from their house is a bad idea. But then again why would it be a bad idea. Its not like Taylor's gonna cheat on him. Right?

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Hey guys so this is the first chapter of Affair. I hope yall like it. Dont forget to

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