Haylor One Shots

Monster

Do you ever wonder if you did something differently, then everything would be okay? No cold bed, no lonely nights, not ever feeling like you're alone?

Like, if you said what you wanted to say and did what you wanted to do, then everything would be better. The dimples on your cheeks would show more from laughing and the crinkles by your eyes would pop in from time to time.

I was getting better, or so I thought, but then I saw her again and it was like nothing had ever changed. Like I hadn't lost her, like I hadn't woken up every night because the torn look on her face still echoed in my mind.

She had been standing a fair distance from me, like she didn't know who I was anymore, and frankly I didn't too. Her blue eyes studied my face and they softened after a while but she looked away soon enough, too soon, and I tugged Kendall into the curve of my body. Her brown eyes looked up into mine and she smiled, her eyes almost dancing with admiration.

I remembered the time when Taylor had said to give her time, give her time to figure out what to do with herself, and I agreed. Adam came into the picture and I remembered all the award shows I had to go to and all the times I had to force a smile on my face and watch the two whisper in each other's ears while I looked around the stadiums desperately hoping for anything else to take the dull ache away.

A burst of anger erupted in my chest and I felt the white hot flames lick at the edges of my heart. I wanted to hurt her. Hurt her for all the times she had hurt me with her newest boy toy and the adrenaline rushed in, making my hands find her chin and press my lips against her pink glossed lips.

I could see her sad blue eyes in my mind already, like they were telling me something.

You're a monster.

I felt Kendall smile into the kiss and I kept my lips latched on hers until she giggled for me to pull away. I laughed, a smirk tugging at my lips and I slung my arm over her shoulders as I looked around the room only to find that she was gone. Just like that, she was out of my life again and I felt my walls slowly crumbling.

"She was just a good fuck and that was it." I muttered under my breath, pushing my feelings away and keeping my head high.

I could almost feel the sweat trickling down my forehead from the nightmares I'd soon to have but it was okay now, because I had a reputation to uphold and I could temporarily numb the pain eating away at my heart.

It'd come back later anyways.

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HEY HEY HEY hope you guys enjoyed this short one shot bc i was having too many haylor feels and had the sudden urge to write something.