Can we do it all over again?

Same mistakes.

Harry's POV

One week, one week had passed till I last saw her. I can't forget the way she kissed me, she literally jumped and didn't even let me breathe for a second. I was shocked at first but I loved it. If I didn't pull away at that time I might have taken it too far . I had to control because I promise all I needed was that kiss.

I told Emily I won't talk to her anymore, and she was thankful that I helped her when she needed me and apologized for ruining my relation for second time. She's a nice girl, we made mistakes we shouldn't have and we both regret.

Taylor left for America, we text. But it's like everyday before sleeping we ask each other if we are fine and that's it. I don't know how do you stay friends?

I was sitting in my car waiting for Niall to bring my caramel frapuccino. I received a text from Ed.

From: Ed

Hey mate, Tay told me about your friendship deal and shit, are you guys allowed to see someone else in this time?

To: Ed

What the fuck do you mean by that? We are tryin to build trust here, why would we date.

From: ed

I was just asking, I think Taylor doesn't know that

To: ed

What did she tell you?

From: ed

Nothing much, chill dude.

I couldn't tolerate anymore I called him directly.

"Mate chill" Ed said right after receiving

"Tell me what did she say Ed" I said through gritted teeth.

"She was just telling about someone she met at...."

"WHO!"

"Mathew something, she met through some friends Harry I swear she didn't say a word, it's just she was like I use to have a big crush on him"

"Fuck my life, so now she's gonna be with him"

"I remember you telling me she loves you, and I know she does"

"Bullshit!" I yelled and hang up.

Fuck her, never sending her any message again.

Taylors POV

It was another ordinary night, sleeping alone with Meredith, imagining how it was back then, but it was still different, Harry messages me every day at this time, he asks how was my day, and wish me goodnight. He didn't today. He normally does around 11 and its 12 already. I feel something bad, I want to message but I don't know if I should.

Lets just call him. I don't care if I seem desperate, I am worried. The bell rang for quite a long time and he finally received.

"Hello" his voice was raspy and heavy, maybe I woke him up.

"Hey, I am sorry if I woke u up" I suddenly feel really bad.

"Nah, I am not sleeping Taylor" the way he pronounced my name, it was full of bitterness. Maybe he's drunk.

"Then your drunk?" I guessed.

"I guess so"

Before I could say something I heard someone at the back.

"Harry come on fast" a feminine voice, I try not to care but it still hurts in my chest, he might be surrounded by girls when all he was trying to do was gain my trust, good going Harry.