For Your Eyes Only

T h i r t y - f i v e

Gemma stayed with Taylor for almost two hours, so did Lux. She made Taylor forget every single thing about the evening and told her a lot of stories from twelve years ago. Lux also had a lot to say but she fell asleep on Taylor's other couch. It was still fine since it gave her a little more talking time with Gemma so they can discuss some more things.

"Aren't you wondering why she still knew you?" Gemma asked.

"I was going to ask about it." Taylor replied, her voice was still faint since everything was still fresh.

"When she was eight, about four years ago, she saw her old photos when she was with you and Harry. Remember the Central Park Zoo? Yes, and plenty more. So basically, whenever Alison comes over, she shows her cousin everything and just this Christmas, Harry and I caught them talking about you. Apparently, that's when Lux knew more." Gemma told her. She didn't know that there had to be a story like that.

"Does Harry mind?"

"With himself, no. With Liz, yes." That's odd.

"Can I ask you one last thing?" Taylor asked. She tried asking Louis this question but he didn't know, she asked Harry and he didn't answer. She thought maybe Gemma knew.

Gemma nodded.

"Why was her name, A-Ali--"

"Alison? Beats me, little brother never told anyone." She answered. "It's still a mystery to us. Liz, I think she has no idea about it. Hazza doesn't fancy talking about a lot of things in his past, don't worry, okay? He's just messed up."

Taylor's eyes went down a little. "So am I." She's messed up, way way messed up than ever.

"Tay, come on." Gemma said calmly, "Haven't you heard enough from the loads of comforting statements I already pushed to you? The way I looked at you never changed, you're still that sweet girl we knew. Don't change that just because you think you made a mistake. You didn't, even if you did, you've made more good things than wrong ones."

Like her brother. Taylor smiled slightly at the fact that most of their statements were about her not changing at all. It's amusing how much of you never stayed the same and yet most people would say you haven't changed.

"Thanks." Taylor said. She felt weird about Gemma being so caring when they aren't even related by anything. She averted her gaze to whatever her eyes landed on. She was pretty confused about it, her fingers won't stop fidgeting with each other and her eyes won't stop moving.

Gemma noticed that. "Taylor, do you feel odd about me being here?" She asked.

Taylor was slightly shocked by that question but she tried not to make it obvious. "Honestly. . ." she trailed, "yes. I don't see any reason why you have to be here." She said but her tone was rather shy.

"Oh. It's because my brother can have anyone behind him, at this moment, do you have anyone else?"

"No." She answered, honestly. Well, except maybe Louis.

"You seem to be still confused about me being here, aren't you?" Gemma asked. Taylor hated how much she was a good person reader and she can't get pass anything.

"Yes." She muttered.

"Remember the day when you left Harry?" Gemma asked.

Taylor nodded, "How could I forget?" How could I forget the day I tried to run away from everything in the past?! The past that came haunting me.