Harry's POV
I was just walking, as soon as Kendall left, I hurried myself and made my way to catch up with Taylor. I wanted to ask her if she was okay, or how was her lunch, did she eat her lunch, is she mad at me or anything?
Urgh! Why is my head filled with Taylor.
Taylor.
Taylor.
Taylor.
Taylor.
Taylor.
"OH MY GOD! TAYLOR!"
What?! Taylor, what?
I was distracted, until I saw a lot of people being crowded like looking at something that had just happened.
I ran towards the people, until I saw her there.
Lying on the road.
Collapsed.
There was nothing I could I hear. I was too shocked.
But. Suddenly, she stood up. How come? Is she a lunatic or something?
She looked around and saw me. She grinned and said, GOTCHA!
What a relief! This girl knows how to scare a man, well, particularly, me.
By the time I faced her seriously. She saw my eyes. Then, I turned around to walk away from her.
From a distance, I couldn't feel any presence of her around me.
What? She never even bothered to apologize? Or even say, "Fess up Haz. It was just a joke!"
Urgh! I won't expect.
I just kept walking in a place where I don't care. It was a place where everything seemed to be quiet. No noise. No people. No Distractions. Just me and my thought. I sat down on the street thinking why. Why did she even do that? It scared me to life.
I was just deep into my thoughts when suddenly, "Harry Styles, i'm sorry okay?" Taylor pleaded. I kept silent. She held my hand. She intertwined it with mine. My heart. It won't stop.
I just looked at her.
I never felt anything like this with Kendall.
Why, Taylor?!
