Things Fall Apart {Haylor}

Chapter 7

HARRY'S POV

Taylor has been discharged from the hospital a few days ago and I've been taking care of her. From helping her with her needs to doing basic stuff for her...to be honest it's getting kinda annoying. I mean she's fine now! Can't she do things herself?

"Harry can you help me get a glass of water?"

I heard Taylor shout from our room upstairs and I sighed in frustration. Turning the tv off, I got up from the couch and dragged my feet to the kitchen.

I heard footsteps behind me and a pair of arms wrapped around my waist. I placed the glass of water on the table and removed Taylor's arms that were around me. She frowned a little but I didn't really care...

My phone started ringing and I shoved my hand into my pocket to take it out. I was surprised to see that it was one of my friend from my old college that was calling me.

"Hey Dex...what's up?"

"Oh I was just wondering if you wanna go to the party tonight."

"What party?"

"Umm...I'm not really sure, but it's at a pub..typical party type of stuff."

"Yea count me in."

I hung up and Taylor tilted her head to the side.

"Who was that?"

"My friend..."

"Okay."

She said and sighed, walking out to watch tv. I looked at my watch only to find out it was already 9pm. The party starts at 9.30pm so I decided to start getting ready. After I styled my hair and changed into a shirt and jeans, I made my way downstairs.

"You're going out?"

Taylor asked and I nodded, not even looking at her.

"But it's 9.15pm...where are you going?"

I sighed and turned around.

"I'm going to a party."

"Well...what time will you be back?"

"Don't bother waiting for me-"

The doorbell rang, cutting me mid sentence. I answered it and true enough it was my friend, Dex. He waved to Taylor and she walked closer to us.

"Hi..."

"Hi I'm Harry's friend from college last time...you're his wife I suppose?"

"Yea...you guys are going to a party?"

Taylor asked Dex and he looked at me with a 'didn't you tell her' look.

"I just told you that, Taylor. Now if you excuse us, we have to leave or we'll be late."

I rolled my eyes and said. Taylor nodded slightly.

"O- okay...bye Harry. Don't come home so late."

"Mmm."

I mumbled and she gave me a hug and a peck on the cheek. After that, Dex drove me to the pub.

TAYLOR'S POV

I sat on the couch waiting for Harry to come home. He's been giving me the cold shoulder earlier and I couldn't help but think if I did something wrong... Looking at the time I realized it was already 2.35am. My eyelids were getting heavier by the minute and I struggled to stay awake. I heard the door swing open and walked to the door.

"Harry?"

I asked sleepily.

"No...it's Dex."

I frowned and rubbed my eyes to have clearer look. It was really Dex. But he was supporting a very drunk Harry with his hand around his shoulder. Dex passed Harry over to me and gave me a sad smile.

"Sorry...he just kept drinking and drinking...it's very late..I should probably go. Bye Taylor."

He smiled and I nodded. After I closed the door I sighed. Harry went drinking? Why didn't he tell me... I stumbled a couple of times as I tried to support Harry back to our room. His whole face was red and I could smell the alcohol on him.

"Hiiii Taylorr...I'm finally hommeee.."

Harry slurred and I looked at him for a second before returning my attention to the steps in front of me. After what seemed like forever, I brought him to our room and laid him on the bed.

"Oooh...you wanna..have sex don't youuu..."

He pulled me closer to him and laughed. I wriggled out of his grip and frowned slightly.

"No. You're drunk. Go to sleep.."

I said and pulled the covers over his body. He pouted and shook his head.

"Nooo..."

"C'mon go to sleep.."

He closed his eyes and nodded. Harry finally fell asleep and I laid beside him. I sighed. Why didn't he tell me about him drinking... I just hope this doesn't continue.

-THE NEXT DAY-

I turned to my right only to realize that the bed was empty. I frowned and sat up, rubbing my eyes. There was a light coming from the bathroom and I got out of bed, walking towards it. As I got closer, the sound of water grew louder and louder. Harry was taking a shower. I decided to make some breakfast while waiting for him to come out.

I sat down at the dining table after I was done making pancakes. They're Harry's favorite breakfast food... After a few minutes, the toilet door unlocked revealing a gloomy looking Harry.

"Good morning..."

I smiled and said. He looked at me and nodded.

"Morning."

My smile faltered slightly. Was he still mad at me? Should I ask him? Maybe I shouldn't...

"I made you pancakes."

He looked on the table and sat down opposite me. We ate in silence and Harry left the table to watch tv after he was done. I sighed and stood up to clear our plates. As I was washing the dirty dishes, I heard the tv switch off and Harry going upstairs back to our room.

I wiped my wet hands on the towel that was on the kitchen counter. I didn't like the feeling of Harry being so cold towards me...I must've done something wrong. I needed to talk to him. But when I reached our room, I saw Harry dressed with his hair styled. I tilted my head to the side and frowned slightly.

"You're leaving again?"

"Yea."

"Where are you going?"

"Work."

"Are you mad at me?"

I asked softly and he sighed.

"No I'm not."

"Then why are you always giving me the cold shoulder?"

"You're thinking too much."

"But-"

"You know what? We'll talk about this another time...I need to go."

He pulled me into a quick hug and I savored the moment while it lasted. I gave him a smile but he ignored me and walked to the door.

"What time will you be back?"

"I don't know. Don't wait for me."

I sighed and watched as he closed the door behind him. As soon as I heard the door close, tears started streaming down my face. I slid down the wall and pulled my knees closer to my chest.

Harry said he was going to work but I was 99% sure he'd come back drunk. I was really contemplating if I'd done anything wrong. Harry's been ignoring me for the past two days...he hasn't even kissed me goodnight, or said a single "I love you" at all. What was happening to my 'happy ever after'?

Was it turning into a 'happy never after'? I sure hope not...

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Harry's drinking again :/ oops
-Megan xx