I Wish You Knew [Haylor]

Chapter 15

I sat on the couch where Talia slept in last night. It smells like her perfume which reminds me of a lot of things. Her makeup, figure, and sense never change. She's always the Talia I know.

I sighed and let my body rest on the couch. My eyes is too tired to even open up. It's been another weird day.

I feel fingers stroking my cheeks softly. It was really rough but gentle at the same time. I know it was Harry playing with my cheeks.

"Why are you sleeping on the couch?" He asks me confusedly. He tilts his head and sat on the edge. "Because.. I want to." I said not bothering to answer the question.

I rest my head on a pillow and closed my eyes until his hands moved my head to rest on his chest. He sleeps next to me with his hand around my waist, and his other hand around my stomach. His hands are warm and soft. Every move he made is always really gentle and careful. He rubs me a couple of times.

"Harry? Is this wrong?" I asks him feeling guilty. Am I a bad person for doing this? "No. Do you want me to be here? I can move if you want." He said preparing to stand up. His body is already standing up while his hands is still on me.

"It's okay, just relax." I said not saying I want him to be here when I do. I let him lay beside me and relax his whole body. He's holding me in my sleep, humming me. "Why are you being like this?" I asked him softly. He opened up his eyes and looked at me. His eyes is sparkling, it's flashing.

"Being like what? This is me, Harry." He said jokingly. He furrowed his eyebrows and continue to talk. "It's just feels different Tay, you know us in one house together? Isn't that weird." He let out a breath before he continues. "Do you ever feel like you're trapped? Trapped between some kind of hope and love? Hope that will never come true, even when something real happened." He said softly and sweetly.

"I'm still trapped, Harry. It's not easy for me to get out of this trap when I can't let things go easily." I said looking at his eyes. He looks at the roof, the blank roof.  "Taylor?" His soft voice called my name. "Mmhm?" I said to him shortly. I looked at my fingers, scared of what he's going to say.

"Am I a horrible person?" He asked me while he's running his fingers trough his hair. "No, you're not a horrible person." I moved my hand to his cheeks. Suddenly I feel like we're having our own moments, maybe I'm really desperate.

"But I left you alone." He said quietly. My heart melts. My heart feels like aching, his words, that word stung me again. "You're here now right? Don't worry about that anymore." I put my hands on his shoulders. He wraps his hands on my arms.

"Do you feel alone that time?" He asks me. I closed my eyes and nodded. "Yea-yeah.. it's hard for me to find a new friend." I said to him smiling. Before I know it we are sleeping face to face.

"Our kiss? It's not a mistake right?" He asks me with a smile. A smile that shivers my whole body. I shakes my head and shrugs my shoulders. "No." I said  moving my head back to his chest. He wraps his arms around my stomach.

This kind of thing always makes my eyes wet. Somehow this got me emotional, a lot. Him being like this after a long 4 years he left me alone. And now we're here having some moments.

"Don't cry.." He looks at me and wiped my tears. "Shhs.. Tay please don't cry." He said softly, whispering trough my ear. He runs his fingers trough my hair. I sobbed as he tries to makes me stop. "I promise you I'll make it up to you and I will. With a different story." He said whispering to my ear. I know what he meant.

The thing is what are we now? Friends? What? The worst thing is I might have fallen in love with him, again.