Loved You First

Chapter 43

Harry's P.O.V
"Taylor?" I call as I walk to her.

She has a wide smile on her face as she leans to the counter of the bar.

"You look—" I was about to walk so close to her to whisper in her ears, but I'm pulled back as someone grips my jacket.

"Harry.. baby,"

"Tina?" I am beyond shocked. What is she doing here?

"What're you doing here?" I asked.

"I am here with my friends for a vacation,"

"Vacation during college times?" I am absolutely annoyed by her voice.

"Yeah!" She says as if it's the most obvious thing.

"These are my friends" she gestures to the two girls standing next to her and I just wryly look at them.

"Yeah and this is my —" as I turn around to introduce Taylor, she's gone.

"Where is she?" I ask Kelly.

"Who?"

"Taylor!"

"Dude, I just came here. What did you do now?!" She irritates me.

I quickly turn on my heel not caring about Tina or Kelly calling me out.

I try calling on her cell many times but no luck. She doesn't answer.

"Taylor! Pick uppp," I exasperatingly say.

I try every place to find her. The bar. Most of the rooms. I called so many people.

"I can't believe the fact that a girl like Taylor can actually just get so angry because someone called me baby! I mean, grow up!" I speak as I enter a corridor full of doors.

I hear some noise of lips smacking and I run towards it with the weirdest thoughts in my head.

Is that her?! It can't be. As I pace towards the blonde locks kissing some dude, I trip over something.
A shoe? Wait... This is Taylor's. I immediately check if the girl who is making out is wearing her shoes and thankfully she is.

Great! Now I have to look for Taylor with her heel in my hand.

I open every single door just to find a few people making out. A gay couple. Some nerds studying like eyes out.

My legs start to get tired. I walk up the stairs that reach the terrace and sit on the top most stair.

"I'm so dumb, I can't believe it!"

"You're so thick, Taylor! You heard so much about him. AND YOU STILL WENT FOR IT!"

I hear her. I can hear how angry she is.

I get up and slowly walk towards her.

"Baby?"

She looks behind from the railing and looks back.

"Taylor.."

"What do you want?"

"You,"

"Yeah, well. That's not happening," she says and walks past me.

Taylor's P.O.V
As I walk past him, he grabs my wrist.
I try to wiggle it out, but it's no good. He's too strong.

"Stop, baby. You'll hurt yourself," he says.

"Then let me go!" I scream.

"Baby, it was nothing! She's just.. she.."

"She's just what? An old hook up? Or a recent one? Or someone you meet regularly?"