*TWO YEARS LATER*
*Taylor's POV*
I finished signing the autographs of the fans waiting outside my New York apartment, and then walked inside. "Hi baby." Aaron said picking me up and swinging me around. "How was your day at the studio? The new song coming along?" he asked with a smile. "It's great." I said and kissed him. I then walked to my room and plopped myself on the bed. It had been a long day, but well worth it. I could already tell the song would be at the top of the charts. The past two years have been crazy and hectic alright. My comeback amazed everyone around me, even myself. I quickly got my show back, had every producer begging to work with me, amazing new managers, and tons of hit songs. I was truly loving life again. But there has always been a part missing. And I have never had to question what the was. Harry. I was now twenty years old and engaged to my lovely twenty four year old fiancé Aaron Renolds. Our lifestyles matched and it was like we clicked ever since the day we laid eyes on each other. He was a Calvin Klein model, I was a singer, and we were both extremely famous. Our love is so strong, and every one approves, well from what I see and hear. Everything has been perfect honestly. Aaron quit drinking for me after a year of dating, and ever since he proposed I never questioned my ultimate love for him.
I quickly slipped off my heels and turned on the television. I went straight to the news. "Breaking news, heartbroken girls all over the world due to the famous boy bands breakup." the lady said. My eyes widened as I sat up and got closer to the screen. Aaron came in blabbing so I threw my pillow at him to make him shut up. Immediately the screen went to Liam. "Oh my god." I whispered to myself. "Its been an amazing few years with these boys and they will forever be my brothers but we have all decided that going our separate ways is necessary. We will never forget the memories we have shared and our wonderful career thanks to the amazing fans." Liam sighed into the interviewers microphone trying not to cry. I immediately shut off the TV and fell back onto my bed. One Direction went their seperate ways. That means Harry... No. Forget it Taylor, I told myself. You have Aaron and he treats you right, better than Harry did. "Isn't that your ex's band?" Aaron whispered while snuggling up next to me. "Yeah." I sighed. "Do you still love him?" he asked. "No." I said immediately. I turned to him and kissed him passionately. "I only love you." I whispered when I pulled away. Harry left me. And with the band or not, we'd never work. Two stubborn ass people in the same house. It just would clash. And anyway, Aaron made me happy.
The next few days were slow. Slower than others. I'd go to the studio, then to the gym, then hang out with friends. The same schedule. I had fittings for dresses and started to pick out what kinds of decor I wanted for the wedding. The next day the proposal information hit the front of one of biggest magazines. When Aaron saw it, he was so happy. But I wasn't. What if Harry saw it? What would he think? I mean I know he's dated lots of people since me. He broke up with Marissa after he went back to London, started dating some model for a year then broke up because he cheated I think, and of course I'd hear about all his lovely one night stands. I'd always try to keep my mind off it but it wasn't easy, considering his face was everywhere. I am happy though, I'd always remind myself. Of course there has always been a part of my heart that's empty, simply just craving Harry's love. His kisses. The way he held me. His curls tickling my face. Everything about him. But it was no longer possible. Aaron was who I'd spend the rest of my life with and I happily accepted that.
It was Monday and I was walking home from the studio at around 10 pm. It was earlier than usual so I was happy. My bodyguard had to stay with me when I decided to walk, especially because some fans are crazy. And I have definitely experienced that. When I reached my door, I slid the key in and opened it. The minute I saw him, I dropped my keys. "Aaron." I hissed. He whipped around and dropped the glass of wine. "You promised." I begin to cry. "Baby, baby I'm sorry." he said running up to me with arms open but I pushed him away. I could smell the alcohol all over him. The one thing he said he would never do again. After Logan, I didn't want to be associated with someone who got drunk a lot. And when I met Aaron, he was sadly an alcoholic. But I didn't want to give up on him. He was too perfect at everything else. So I stuck with him and helped him get past his addiction. I've caught him with alcohol twice in the past year. Three times was crossing the line.
"What the fuck." I whispered. "It won't happen again, I just had a really bad day." he begged. "Get out." I whispered not facing him. "Baby.."he began. "GET OUT! " I screamed not even letting him talk. I pushed him to the door angrily. "It's over." I said handing him the ring when he was outside. He looked down at the beautiful diamond ring laying in his hand. "I deserve someone better than a liar." I whispered into his ear. "I am no liar! Baby it was a mistake!" he cried trying to grab my arm. "You aren't a liar? Because the last time I caught you drinking, you said it wouldn't happen again. You lied. Goodbye Aaron. I'll have my managers send you your shit." I said shutting the door in his face. I slowly slid down on the floor and began to cry.
My life was like a roller coaster. And not a fun one. It's like happiness never stays for me. Before I could even finish crying, I picked myself off the ground and walked to my room. I ran to my ipod and began to play "U+ Ur Hand" by P!nk and began to sing along and dance crazily around the room. "I was fine before you walked into my life!" I sang along while dancing, trying to stop the tears. I then walked over to my closet and quickly slid on a cute clubbing dress and redid my makeup. I was gonna go out and dance the night away. This was not gonna ruin me. I am independent, I told myself. I don't need anyone. No one.
