Chapter 8 - The wrong guy

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Taylor’s P.O.V

I knew he was trouble

I knew that he is even before we started to date. Why would I go for it even if I knew he is trouble? Maybe because I thought he’s the one. I thought that he loves me the way that I love him. I thought that we can work this out and forget about my negative feelings towards him.

But I guess I’m wrong..

I admit that Emily is nice. She’s is beautiful. She cooks well. She’s all that I can never be. That’s why I feel so insecure when I ‘m with her. Especially when I know that Harry and her are living in the same house together even if Anne and Gemma are there. I can’t help but think that something might happen between them.

I know being jealous easily is bad but that’s because I love the person. I want them to be mine only. I’m not really a ‘share’ type of girl especially when it comes to relationships. You guys understand me right? I know I’m not the only one who’s like this.

My phone started to ring and it was Harry who was calling. I wanted to ignore it first because I don’t want to argue with him again. But I decide against it

“Hello.. Taylor?” Harry half whispers

“What?” I shrugged

“Listen, I’m really sorry about Emily. I didn’t mean for that to happen..”

“Harry, I can’t just say ‘oh its okay, no biggie’. You know I get jealous really bad. Especially when you’re with Emily” My voice cracked

“I know. I’m really sorry.. But please don’t feel insecure about Emily.”

“And why shouldn’t I be?”

“It’s because I love you Taylor, only you. And nobody else”

“And how should I believe you?” I half scolded

“Let’s go out for dinner”

“Just dinner? That’s all you have to say?” My voice trembled

“No. Just please trust me”

Should I trust him? This is always our cycle every time we fight. We fight, we brake up, we kiss, we make up. Just like what Katy Perry sang in her song ‘Hot n’ Cold’. But I guess this is the only way we can manage through it. I took a deep breath and answered Harry.

“What time?” I sighed

“I’ll pick you up at 7pm”

“Okay” I looked down

“See you later baby”

“See you”

We both hanged up. I couldn’t answer back from him saying ‘baby’. I just don’t know what I feel about him now. My mom told me that I can write or sing everything on what I’m feeling. That’s how I create my songs. I sing it like it’s my own little diary. I just like to sing it rather than just writing and keeping it.

I was still a bit irritated and hurt about the whole Emily with Harry thing awhile ago. I know that I shouldn’t believe in paps and believe Harry instead. But how can he explain that he’s holding Emily’s hand and they’re both smiling at each other…

I started to get my small notebook where all my songs were created. I know I shouldn’t be doing this but this is the only way that I can release my kept feelings inside of me

“Always sing from your heart dear. No matter how you feel, as long it is true and came from your heart”

My mom is always right. All my songs are my own stories that I’ve been through. From being this preppy teen that’s in love to being an adult who I thought I found the one but I guess didn’t feel the same..

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