Things Fall Apart {Haylor}

Chapter 5

HARRY'S POV

It was 10.30am and I was getting ready to go to my mom and dad's house. Taylor was still asleep considering how tired she was from the little melt down she had yesterday. I walked over to the bed and leaned down to give her a kiss before leaving the house.

I drove up to my parent's front porch and took a deep breath before knocking on the door. My dad answered it and I gave him a hug.

"Hey dad..."

"Hey son, what brings you here today?"

"Umm...can I come in? I need to talk to you and mom."

He frowned slightly and nodded. I walked into the house, sitting down on the couch.

"Oh hi Harry, is there anything you wanted to talk to us about?"

I heard my mom ask as she opened her arms out for a hug. I leaned forward to give her a slight hug before motioning for both of them to sit down.

"yea...I do have something to talk to you guys about."

"What is it?"

My dad asked and I sighed.

"I'm just going to be very straight forward right now...mom do you have anything against Taylor?"

"What? Honey I could never hate Taylor..."

She denied and shook her head.

"Mom -Just drop the act okay? Tell me. You don't like her do you?"

At the corner of my eye I could see my dad frowning, shock clearly evident on his face. But I continued to stare at my mom and she didn't dare say anything.

"So you don't like her..."

I said in a whisper and shook my head. Her shocked face turned into an angry one, and she stood up.

"Harry you have to understand that this girl is problematic! She has dated what..7-8 guys? You're going to have a hard time living with her...I didn't even like her when you guys were dating years ago."

I gasped and stood up too. My mom crossed the line.

"Mom I want you to listen up. Taylor is the sweetest, kindest, most wonderful person I've ever met. She's been through so much in her life...yet she still loves me, cares for me. Why are you vultures always out to pick on her all the time?! Do you know how much it hurts to see this poor innocent girl cry? Do you know how much it hurts to know that she keeps all her emotions to herself because she doesn't want me to worry? Taylor was sobbing to herself last night in bed...Do you know how much it hurts to know that you were the reason behind her tears? She thinks you hate her mom...and everytime she cries, it hurts me right in the heart."

I pointed to my heart and growled through gritted teeth. My mom crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.

"YES. TELL HER THAT I HATE HER. SHE ONLY KNOWS HOW TO CRY ANYWAY!"

"MOM THAT'S ENOUGH! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR BULLSHIT. TAYLOR'S ALSO HAD ENOUGH. I- I JUST WISH I NEVER HAD A MOM LIKE  YOU!"

I yelled and turned around, stomping to the door. I tried opening the door but it was locked. Frustrated, I turned around and yelled.

"Dad where is the key!"

He quickly walked over to the table to get the jets before passing it to me. Just as I was about to leave the house, my dad put his hand on my shoulder, making me turn around.

"Take care Harry..."

My expression softened and I gave him a slight smile before nodding.

"I will dad...love you."