Daughter of Swift + Bk 4 (Haylor&DustinFF) (Completed)

Chapter 6 ~ Eddy's ON The Picture

ED’s POV:

~Wednesday

I scribbled on the note in front of me, I wanted to ask Taylor something, it was a long shot, but still I was going to ask her.

I tapped my pen, and then found myself chewing the end. I scanned over the photos that I so proudly hanged up on the wall in front of me. Felicity and I were proudly married eight years. Our first son Felix, was a little under seven. And our latest addition Valerie. The stories of working and being a family man were true, you couldn’t do or be both, I was lucky to get one Wednesday each week free. On the Wednesday both Valerie and Felix were away at my grandparents or Felicity’s, and when I told Felicity my idea of working one day a week, it wasn’t taken very well, but after a while, we agreed time to do what we loved as individuals was just right. I grinned; I hadn’t seen Taylor for ages. We had worked many years before together, both on tour and writing songs. I smiled they were good times. For a few months we both dated for a short while, but Taylor’s heart wasn’t all there, she was in between Harry, and I. I wasn’t jealous, but I liked Taylor, she was great friend. I liked that I’d be seeing her, sharing some of her company. Talking to her.

The familiar ring of the bell altered me to her presence. Getting of the chair I spun around to see her coming up the stairs.

“Taylor” I smiled enthusiastically “nice to see you” I smiled.

She smiled back, her smile resembled my smile, and she seemed as enthusiastically and pleased as I was.

I gestured for her to take a seat down. She crossed her legs over, I knew what that meant, she was nervous. I smiled. I missed her.

“Tell me how’s life?” I asked her.

She found a simple smile and displayed it proudly.

“Merry Christmas” I added.

She smiled.

“You to Eddy, life’s hectic” she sighed.

I nodded I knew the feeling all to well.

“How is Valerie and Chris?” she asked.

I smiled proudly.

“Chris is a little terror, Valerie sweet as always, and Felicity and I pretty good” I nodded.

Taya nodded, she smiled again.

“Harry and I are in the dumps” she sighs.

I reach a comforting hand out to her, but pull back unsure if I should do such a gesture.

I watch Taylor so fragile, life I know has taken its toll on her, on all of us, she looks cracked, and disjointed.

I re extend my hand out to her, resting it gently on her shoulder.

“Harry and I can’t talk” she goes on.

I stay quiet hopping she’ll explain more.

“Darcy and Harry had a hard time” she nods on.

Keeping my hand on her shoulder I feel her shake slightly. A single tear slides down her cheek.

Feeling obliged to I scoot over next to her.

“Don’t cry Taylor,” I almost plead, I hate seeing her in distress and pain. She keeps crying.

“Tell me about it, everything Taylor, anything, it’s alright” I tell her.

Nodding and slowly coming back to here and now, she takes a deep breath in, her eyes connecting with mine, tears still rolling slowly down her cheek. A single finger of mine I find wiping them of her cheeks.