For Your Eyes Only

S e v e n t y - o n e

"Hours and hours, Tay, I've tried convincing you. I still don't understand why you want to leave." I said, trying to catch up with Taylor's fast walking. The moment she woke up she seemed so surprised as though she didn't sleep beside me. Also, she walked outside in too much of a hurry like our talk didn't just exist. She just grabbed one of her bags and waltzed outside the flat.

"Didn't I tell you? You can't."

"Oh yeah, no matter what I tell you, I can't right? But hey, I'm still kind of an idiot for trying." I said almost as sarcastically as she would if the situation switched. I turned my heels and walked in reverse to look at her.

"Wow, I never thought you'd admit that." Taylor returned with a scowl and the a load of sarcasm. "Good for you, for finally realizing!" She grumbled and walked a lot faster, it could also be considered as sprinting.

Of course, I had to catch up. She went inside the elevator and it's a good thing I went in as soon as she did. We weren't alone inside the elevator, so I just smiled as she rolled her eyes. There was a teenager, an old couple and a little boy. I smiled down at the boy and he smiled back.

Taylor kept glaring at me, she crossed her arms, "You're really not going to give up, are you?" She said in a whisper.

"Yes, I love playing fun and games with you, but I can assure you, I'm serious about this." Meanwhile, I said it in a normal tone.

"Lower your voice, for the love of God. We're not alone, if you haven't noticed." She replied.

"Are you kidding me? Let's switch places and tell me how you'd react." I said and leaned on one of the walls, apparently the teenage boy was there, holding his phone. He looked at me and as my usual response, I smiled. "How're you doing, good? Me too, except that--" I cleared my throat as I felt my voice changing. "--my girl is leaving New York. I can't let that happen, right? I needed her to stay with me." I winked at Taylor.

I didn't really expect for the teenager to reply but the old woman, who is the nearest to Taylor said, "Of course, you shouldn't let happen."

"I know." I smiled again and faced Taylor.

"You can't convince me." She said quietly.

"I know that too." I told her.

"Then why are you still doing this?"

"I have to try, don't I?"

"It's a waste of your effort, Hazz."

"You're never a waste of my effort."

I said the last sentence with a smirk. I know everyone in the elevator is listening on every word, –except maybe the teenage kid– and most of them are waiting on how it ends. I was waiting for it too.

Taylor was quiet all the way until the elevator opened up at the ground floor. I followed her as she went outside. She kept muttering a lot of words that I couldn't make up. She walked swiftly across the parking lot and still, I was following behind her, repeating the words I've been saying since I went here.

I haven't realized I forgot my jacket until now that I felt the cold wind and the light drizzle – and it was also getting dark. I don't even have an umbrella, and neither does Taylor. She didn't seem to mind it at all and it looked like she had her mind set on getting away. I've already accepted I can't change that but I'm hoping someone else can.

"Harry, stop following behind me." Taylor said, we're already in the middle of the parking lot.

"Fine." I said and walked a bit faster so that I'm beside her. "Then, I'll just walk beside you."