It took us a very long while. . . I don't know about the time but I do know that we stayed very still for too long. I didn't mind it so long as Taylor is in my arms, I wouldn't mind anything.
Then she pulled away. She stared too long at me as she backed away. And she stopped before her feet were only one step to bumping against the wall. Her stare wasn't anything but sadness and guilt. "I-I uh--"
I waited for her to say what she wanted to. She had her words, I know she just won't say it.
"Harry-- uh, y-you--" She stuttered, and that's when I smiled.
I sighed, "I'm sorry, I'm a little wet. The rain."
Taylor shook her head and said, "N-No, not that. Uh yeah, th-that. B-but not--"
"I'll change once I get home, don't worry." I replied while smiling. "Does losing the jacket helps?" I asked her and she nodded so I did. That's the furthest I did since what's left were my shirt and pants. The jacket was awfully wet, the shirt –not too much, there wasn't a need to take it off. I hung the jacket on the nearest rack and I thought I saw her smile.
"You're really not going to leave, are you?" She asked, keeping her distance. As of now, I can't tell whether she's alright with it or her mind is still set to leaving.
"Well, you still got my necklace." I said as an excuse. I wonder if she knew about that, so I scanned my eyes around her room, I started walking around too.
Taylor sat on her bed with a sigh, whereas I'm still scanning the room for the box that I asked Alison to give during her birthday party. I wonder if she opened it already – the necklace is inside it and I sure hope she didn't throw it away.
"Harry, again, I only have my necklace. I don't have yours." She replied
"Uhuh," I replied not looking at her and still walking around the room – there isn't much to see as it's almost empty yet I still tried, to see. "remember the box Alison gave you during her birthday?" I asked and them faced her.
Taylor's eyes widened. She bit her lower lip before she said, "Y-Your necklace was in there?" She seemed so puzzled about it. I hope she didn't throw that one away.
"Yes." I replied and walked towards her, I leaned in while staring straight at her eyes. I love being this close to her, I love the idea of having her near me. Being this close, I can see what she really feels through her eyes, I can hear her rapid breathing, I can smell her ever-floral scent, I can almost feel her heartbeat. . .
I flashed a smile, "Taylor, wherever you go, I'm there already, you can never leave my side. . . I love you, alright? When will it be clear that I'm not letting you go?"
Don't you dare object. . .
"But Harry---"
"Shhh," I calmly shushed her. "Do you really want to leave me?" I asked her, I looked into her eyes and it's saying that she doesn't want to, that she's confused, that she's very hesitant of what she wants to say later on. . . well, I just wanted her to say one little world.
"Hazz come on, you know that---"
I might be rude but I was more interested in her answer than her reasons. "Taylor, yes or no." I whispered and my eyes darted to her lips. Dry, pale and cracked, yet something tells me I should do something. I smirked at the thought and bit my lip as I waited for her answer. And I can tell she's being careful about her words.
Just say "no." Just say that word, Tay. Say it. It's just that word. . . say it now.
"N-No b-but---" she said it.
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