Harry's P.O.V
***Flashback***
"Shhh, Tay. I'm right here. Don't worry, you're safe. You're with me," he said when she rushed into his arms. The way she clung onto him shows how scared and hurt she was.
It took every nerve in me to leave her there all alone. I couldn't think straight for a minute. After driving around for some time I realized that I made a huge mistake by leaving here there. What if someone does something to her? What if she's hurt? I kept thinking vigorously and I turned the car to the sake destination.
The minute I reached there, I saw her crying in his arms. The only person standing as a wall between her and me. Of course she would call him. Of course she would tell him how horrible I am.
I watched them intently and my eyes closed in frustration when I saw him kiss her. I do not like any man around her. I've been pushing those thoughts away, but I am jealous of every man who looks at her. I want her to be mine and mine alone. I don't want her to be with any other man except me.
I decided to follow them when I saw him carry her in his arms. I fought every urge to go out there and punch him right in the face.
They stopped by to eat and I waited outside.
When they were taking a long time, I decided to go inside. When I entered the place I saw them laughing loudly and George putting his finger on her nose and then to his mouth. Asshole.
He was clicking her pictures and I balled my fists. I couldn't take it anymore so I just left the place and drove to any bar I could be at as soon as possible.
After what felt like ten drinks, I got the guts to call her. I didn't know why on earth was I still thinking about her, but I couldn't help it.
"Pick up the damn phone!" I cursed calling her the third time. I didn't care what time it was. I didn't care when I had so many missed calls from my mother and father. All I wanted is for her to answer my call.
"Tay?" I said into the phone.
"Harry?" Her voice soft, but alarmed.
"What are you doing, Tay?" I asked.
"Harry? Where are you? Are you drunk?" She asked.
"I'm at the bar near our university. And, maybe I'm a little drunk," I laughed in the end.
"Harry, are you okay?" She was worried.
"I'm fine, love. Don't—" I stumbled when a man bumped into me.
"Watch it, boy," he glared at me and I bent down to pick up my phone.
"Harry, please stay where you are. I'm coming to get you," she said and the line went dead.
Fuck. Now, I have to wait for her to come here. I called her again, but she didn't receive as usual. I made my way towards the door and kept mumbling her name.
I saw an Audi pull up when I checking out and talking to some random girl who was as wasted as I was. She was nothing like Taylor. She didn't have as many as features as Tay did.
"Look! There she is. Isn't she hot?" I grinned towards Taylor who was running towards me.
"Are you okay, Harry?" She asked putting her hands around my waist.
I put my arms around her shoulder proudly when the girl said, "Sure, she is."
"We need to get you home, Harry," Taylor said and I smelled her hair.
"You smell so good," I said.
"No, Harry. I don't. I haven't had a shower yet," she said and made me walk towards her car.
"What about my car?" I asked.
"We'll see about it tomorrow morning. Let it be here. Let us get you home," she said and I saw her driver walk towards us. Obviously, she didn't come alone. Does she even know how to drive?
"You can't drive?" I laughed.
"Yes, I can, Harry. Charles wouldn't let me go alone this late," she snapped at me.
"Who's Charles?" I asked.
"My driver," she groaned and he helped her made me sit in the backside.
"I want to go in my car," I said and came out again stumbling at every step
"Harry, don't be so difficult. Get inside, now," she was fuming.
"Oh, you're bossy. I didn't know you had this side. And, no. I want to go home in my car," I said taking a look at the driver who was transfixed because of her behavior. I bet she wasn't like this before this.
She stamped her foot hard on the ground mumbling something.
"Just take the car home, I'll call you when there's a need. I'll be fine, don't worry," she was explaining to her driver whereas I was busy observing her features. Precisely, her ass that looked sexy as she walked in her tight pair of jeans.
"Let's go. Where is your car?" She asked.
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