Alive back from the dead (Haylor)

Chapter 18

Harry's POV
1 year since I last spoke to her. I think I'm finally ready to go back to my old life. Not the life where I got high and had sex with a different girl every night, I'm ready to go back to her...Taylor. She was my oxygen. I need her back.

As happy as I am to see her again, I'm freaking out. What if she doesn't love me anymore? What if she forgot everything about me? What if she moved on with a new guy or if she left the town? My sister and Mia dropped school, but they told me she stayed. Why? Because of a guy? Shit, this is stressing me out.

I pack all my things from the apartment I rented. I'm proud of who I've become all this time and I'm ready to introduce the new Harry to her.

I start driving at 5:00 am and at the time I get home, I'm starving. I hug my parents and tell them about all my accomplishments and I can see it in their eyes, they can't even recognize me. I'm so different. I used to shut them out, I bet they don't even remember a proper conversation between us but I missed them. I missed being around family, people that actually care about me no matter how imperfect I am.

After I finish unpacking, I walk to Starbucks. I need a coffee to clear my head and think about everything.

I walk inside the coffee shop. I look at the table me and her used to sit. It's taken. There's a girl,looking out of the window, blonde , same as Taylor but her hair is short. She's wearing a crop top, skirt that matches the top and heels. I can't see her face. I wish she could leave so I could sit there. I give my order while siting at the table next to her.

I take out my phone and go through my contacts. I stare at Taylor's number, debating with myself if I should call her.

"Your order is ready" the girl I gave my order to says out loud. I look at her but she's looking at the girl siting next to me. The girl turns her head and I recognize her blue eyes....those red lips...

"T...Taylor?" I whisper.

She looks at me and her face looks as if she has seen a ghost.

"It's can't be." She whispers to herself. "You're hallucinating, Taylor, for fuck's sake" she slaps her own forehead and closes her eyes. I stare at her. She looks flawless.

I get up from my chair and walk towards her. "Hey Taylor"

"No fucking way..."

"I see...you curse now" I smirk.

She doesn't answer me. Instead, she shakes her head, a frown takes over her beautiful face, grabs her coffee and walks out of the coffee shop.

"Damn it!" This is not how it was supposed to go. I follow her outside. "Taylor, wait!" I scream.

She starts walking as fast as she can in heels.

I ran and grab her elbow.

"Don't fucking touch me!" She says and tries to break free from my hand.

"Just give me 2 seconds to explain."

"One...two. Now let me go!" She says, anger taking over her voice.

"Okay fine, not 2 seconds...maybe 2 minutes."

"Fuck off Harry! What did you think? That if you would date me, make me fall in love, cheat on me, leave me for 1 year, you could just come back and expect me to give you 2 minutes to explain" she mocks my voice when she says '2 minutes'. "It doesn't work that way Harry! You don't stay with someone if you don't love them and you don't cheat on people no matter what type of losers they are to you, even in my desperate case where I had no chance to be as cool as you. After you do all this shit behind their back, you don't just leave and make them feel like it was their fault that you didn't love them, cheated on them, lied to them, broke their heart and left them broken. No Harry, you can't have 2 minutes to explain. "

She's out of breath when she finishes talking and so am I.

I was expecting her to run back to me and tell me how happy she was to have me back. I guess I was wrong.

Taylor's POV

I CAN'T BELIEVE HIM! I break free from his touch and continue walking towards my house.

I expect him to follow. He doesn't.