Can we do it all over again?

Screaming and fighting

Taylor's POV.

I can't believe I did, I did what I wanted , I did how I planned to, I did it perfectly and I feel like weight has been lifted off my chest, I performed I knew you were trouble in front of him with all the anger I had, I didn't believe that I could but I proved myself wrong.

Sitting here in dressing room I just imagine what he must be going through with, he knows it's for him, he knows how much I was hurt when I first wrote it and of course I am in the same condition right now. He can have as many strippers he want, he can have as many night stands as he want, but music has been there for me and I am glad I can rely on it. I mean I never two months ago I will sing this song live with these feelings of hatred and anger but as always he proved......

My dressing room door swung open and I shook all my thoughts away, he can't ruin my mood today, I am so proud of myself. I played a proud smile on my face and turned.

I turned to find what I didn't imagine. Harry. Standing in front of me. In my dressing room.

I can't describe my feelings because they were null. Everything stopped literally around me. I was looking into those eyes again, those same green eyes. I didn't realize I had tears until my eyes glow blurry, if only I could go and hug him, embrace him into my arms. I just can't. Why is he here, standing there looking at me. I was stuck I couldn't move, I couldn't say a word.

Seconds felt like hours and he slowly made his way towards me, I was aware, I was aware of every step he took, I just wasn't aware of how to response.

He was near, I could feel his breathe, but he didn't stop. He moved close, and his lips crashed with mine, his hands quickly grabbed my back pulling me close. I was lost, I didn't want to respond but his lips? Irresistible. I kissed back. And then I realized how wrong it was, so I pushed him by his chest. It was hard he was strong and didn't want to leave me but what was he doing? Who does he think he is? I pushed him harder Nd it worked.

When my eyes met his again, there was a grin on his face, he was smiling, the smile I use to love, the dimples I use to play with, it made me melt and want to kill him at the same time.

"I missed you princess" he whispered and before I could response again he left, he literally ran from the door.

What the fuck?

I didn't want to cry, I was so shocked that I felt like laughing at what happened, what was that?

Moments later people started to knock at my door, I met great people of Britain but I didn't forget the taste of those lips, the feeling, the fire.

The last time we shared our kiss was at New Years, when everyone was perfect and we were imaging forever. When he promised to marry me someday, when he gave me the surprise and I ran in to his arms, I cried because I missed him. And now, everything had changed.

I didn't want to cry the whole night, it was either getting drunk, or meet him and hit him until he bleeds. Who is he? What does he think he is? I mean arghhh.

Drunk. My last decision. I went to the after party and got drunk.

Harry's POV.

I can't believe I did it, I mean why did I?
I just couldn't believe how pissed she was standing on that stage, singing the song she wrote for me, I don't know what happened to "I am happy and I will show everyone" plan because she looked so sexy that I had to touch her once.

And I am glad she was in sheer shock, she couldn't move until she pushed me. I am glad she kissed me back even if it was for seconds. But I blame it all on drinking nd her performance, it gave me the courage to go and kiss her. I thought she would yell at me so I ran, I ran before it was too late. In the mean time Paul was guarding her door so no one would enter.

I spent the whole night laughing at what I did and waiting for her call, I imagined her to call me and yell at me, scream at me for doing wrong, and ask me why. But she is so over me that she doesn't care, at all?

It was the next morning when I was in car with lads, going to rehearse for out tour. My mobile rang when I had lost all hope, all hope for her to call and scream at me, but it was her name. Blinking at my screen.

"Shhh lads, it's her" I said and they all were quiet, waiting for me to receive. They all know what happened, they all know what I did.

"Hell.." She didn't let me complete my hello.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT HARRY STYLES" she screamed through the phone and I have to hold it away from my ears to save them. Lads could hear her too, I could see from their smirks.

"Taylor would you calm down" her voice is amazing, it feels so good to call her name after so long.

"CALM DOWN!! YOU'RE ASKING ME TO CALM DOWN, WHO ARE YOU TO COME AND KISS ME THIS WAY..? WHO ARE YOU WHO COULDN'T EVEN ASK ME FIRST.? AND YOU'RE TELLING ME TO FUCKING CALM DOWN"

"Shhhh I don't like when you swear baby" I said.

"Stop calling me that Harry, we are nothing now." She said through gritted teeth.

"If you talk to me nicely, I may answer all the question or I will just hang up"

"Hang up? You think I am dying to talk to you. I dare you to hang up harry styles, show me how can you do that when you know all this is your mistake" she yelled again,

"What is wrong with you Taylor?" I have never seen her this angry, never ever ever like ever, see what I did there *wink* I guess I am still drunk.

"Wrong with me..? So you started again? Blaming everything on me.... Or you know what fuck everything else just tell me WHY"

"I missed you" I said in a low voice, knowing shes gonna scream again.

"Miss? So when you miss someone you don't call or message them, you don't tell them in a right way, you just barge into their room, kiss them forcefully and then run. You fucking literally run? Is that how you show someone you missed them in uk ?" She said it in a normal volume but sarcasm really clear at every word.

"You know I can't answer all this on phone, if we could meet up somewhere" of course I want to meet you and discuss and kiss you again and win you back.

"I don't want to meet you anywhere, it was over. All my hopes were burnt at the day you had strippers all over you. When I fucking saw those pictures Harry" at the end her voice betrayed her, and she was crying.

"Don't cry babe, please let's meet somewhere" I whispered, I forgot about the fact I had people in my car long ago.

Taylor's POV.

"Where?" I asked.

I didn't know what else to do, I need the answers. I want to know what side we are on, that breakup wasn't the end or was it? If it was then what was this kiss? If it wasn't then why didn't he try it contact?

I slept drunk last night but after waking up all I could do was pull my hair to find the answer or call him. So I did I wanted to take it all at him.

"Did you just ask where?" He asked in excited tone. How could he be excited about all this ? What is in his mind after hurting me so much.

"Do you want to meet or no Harry" I rudely asked.

"I am sorry, so umm okay we are going for rehearsals, do you wanna come there if you can? I will text you the address" he asked nervously.

"Sure"



(A/n do vote and comments because I need a response I want to know if you like this all. This chapter is dedicated to alecks454 for commenting and giving me feedback on my chapters I love to hear your feelings people)