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

Chapter 9 ~ Pressed Expectations

Ed’s POV:

I glimpse at Felicity, she is cuddling the newest addition the latest Sheeran. My son isn’t up yet, Felicity eyes me off. She isn’t happy and it is not the best start to a New Year. Last night we had an minor argument which lead to me saying something about the time I’ve been spending with Taylor. I wasn’t suppose to tell Felicity like that, I wanted her to come with me sometime, or have both Taylor and Harry around, and talk joyfully about the crazy time the both of us have spent trying to write a new song.

Felicity leaves the room, and comes back her eyes burning into mine. “Do you love her?”  Felicity wishes to know. I’m reluctant to answer, I cherish Felicity, I love my kids, but I also enjoy the time with long time best friend Taylor. Is that so bad?

“Well?” she presses.

“Of course I love you,” I say, but the message is direct for me, to wake me up, to see that my meetings with Taylor are slowly chipping away at Felicity and our relationship and no doubt it’s chipping Taylors. Could I or would I dare say that Harry is protective and possessive? I know no doubt that they love each other strongly, time has showed that, and the fights they’ve had to keep each other together, as well as Darcy, as well as working through lies, doubt, but conflict would they work through that? Is that what you call it?

I’m woken to the world when hands slide to my shoulder’s, finger tips touch my face, my eyes blink and rest on Felicity’s eyes. She stares up at me, trying desperately to cling on to reality and the problem un curling in the middle of us. Pushing us apart.

“Maybe its best if you stop seeing Taylor” she says softly.

“But we are writing together” I say.

Felicity, rests her head near my heart.

“I know you are Ed, I have full trust in you, but maybe it will do something between Harry and her” she tells me.

She’s right, I don’t want to be apart of anything that breaks them up.

“We are closer,” she tells me, her arms tighten around me “we are stronger, I trust you Ed, with all my heart and you know it”

I swallow cause I don’t deserve her trust, I don’t like being in the middle of a best friend, and a wife. I like both, I love one. Isn’t that how it is supposed to be? But only now I realise I’m not sure which I love? Wow. I need air, I push away from Felicity and into the back garden.

“I know” I tell myself “I know who”

Thing is I don’t, have I ever?

Taylor’s POV:

I wake up with an empty bed, happy New Year, I think sourly. I doubt it. Tough luck, Harry who knows where he slept the couch? The garden? The shed? His car?

I had it coming, I’ve had it coming for ages, its weird waking up with no one beside you, when your so use to the one you love looking in your eyes as they come awake. I don’t like the feeling that comes with it, because I’ve set the mood and created the feelings. I find myself less confident, like my other half is stripped away, I made that happen. I shut my eyes and the tears come, I have expect strong soft hands pulling me into a hug, cradling me, kissing my cheek, smoothing my hair, telling me its alright. But I’m not a little girl any more, I’m a Mum, a wife, I’m…. so upset. I cry and cradle my own self. Something I haven’t done for a while.

Darcy’s POV:

I tippy toe, out of the familiar room and down to the kitchen for some milk.

I tippy toe past the lounge room, and then step back.