End Of The Day [A Niall Horan & Haylor Fanfiction]

Never Getting Back Together. . .Or Are We?

A/N: Yay, Haylor time!!!! I love them together. I like Larry. . .but it seems to have caused Harry and Louis to grow apart and I don't like that so yeah. . ..Anyway, I hope that you all like this chapter. :)

Btw Louis' not gonna be a father in this so yeah. . .

Taylor's POV

I stand in the lobby of the city hall . I know that this is a waste of my time. I shouldn't be here, I should be at my hotel relaxing, not waiting around outside a One Direction meet and greet to talk to my ex's best friend. Well they used to be best friends at least.. . .

Okay, so Harry and I have stayed in touch, "hooking up" once in a while until about six- six and a half months. We got in a huge fight because I wanted more than just hook ups, and he wasn't ready. The fight left me in tears and him. .. .well I didn't stick around long enough to find that out, I like to think that he was upset though.

The reason why I'm here is because Louis and I are actually really good friends. We kind of just clicked when I was hanging out with One Direction when me and Harry used to "get together". Louis and sometimes found ourselves talking to each other when the others were doing other things or having other conversations. He's closer to my age, two years younger instead of five like Harry. I almost wish that I could fall for him, but I just can't.

I love Harry.

I love him even though I know that he doesn't love me and I probably mean nothing to him.

"I'm trying to get though!" a blonde girl pushes past me, sneering at me. She's really pretty, but she looks fake. I just flash her a fake smile and smile at her and move a little. She just glared in return and stalks away. I don't like people like her.

I've already been waiting her for a about fourty-five minutes after the meet and greet has ended and the fan are only beginning to realize that that they should just listen to security and get out because One Direction isn't stupid enough to come out when there was a chance of being mobbed by the fans that they just met.

Another twenty minutes passes and most of the fans are gone, only a few of them are lingering outside the building, but after fifteen more minutes they're all gone too, leaving me and the security.

"You're going to have to leave miss," one of the security guards say.

"I'm arranged to meet with Louis Tomlinson, I'm his friend," I say, taking off my overly huge sunglasses and smiling sweetly at the guard.

"Oh, Miss Swift, I apologize, I-"

"Don't worry about it," I say, not really wanting to listen to this guy's apology speech.

He smiles awkwardly at me before beginning to talk to his friend again.

Finally after what feels like hours 3/4's of One Direction come down the the stairs. I swallow the lump in my throat because what I see is really sad. The boys that are walking right now look tired and bored and upset, they look like the kind of people that have never had fun before, the kind of people that don't know how to. There's this distance between them that wasn't there five years ago. I used to think that nothing could ever separate them, but apparently I was wrong.

The fan's rumors started fights and the fights caused them to grow apart. After Zayn left, well, it just got worse from there. I can tell that they're still friends- at least they can still coexist, but that's about it, and it breaks my heart.

Where's Niall? I hope he's okay. . . . I've always had a soft spot for the Irish boy.

Louis turns to Harry and Liam and says something before walking over to me. I'm happy to see that Harry doesn't recognize me and I plan to keep it that way. I'm just here to say hi to Louis and let him tell me whatever is so important that it can't be told over a phone call.