Turning Tables (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter Four

Taylor's POV

"Harry, what if they don't make up? Caitlin is my bestfriend and since he made her cry and didn't go after her, she can do pretty stupid things without anyone with her. Do you think we should go find her?" I asked worriedly.

"Taylor stop worrying. She'll be fine." Harry reassured me.

"But you don't know her like I do. You'll never understand." I said to him.

He looked kind of hurt, like I just broke up with him. I sighed. "Sorry, I'm just really worried about her. We've been friends since the third grade, and then all of a sudden we come back now and her brother's with four other strangers and famous." I said rolling my eyes.

Anger took over his features. He released his hand from my waist were it fell at his side. They balled up into fists, knuckles turning white. "Well I'm sorry. If I'm such a stranger then maybe we shouldn't go out." He snapped and walked away from me.

I ran up to him. "First of all, don't walk away from me. Two, you took that DEFINITELY the wrong way. Three, Harry, i really like you. If I didn't I wouldn't have said yes. And lastly, if you're just going to act like this, then I'm just going back to North Carolina, and I ain't surprised if Caitlin wants to come with me. I thought you guys were REALLY wrong about that." I said, clearly angry walking away like he did moments ago. Only I was going to go find Caitlin.

Caitlin's POV

I sat there in the car, just now waking up, when I hear sniffling. I looked up to see a very makeup-smudged  face that I now recognized as Taylor.

"Taylor, what's wrong? I'm sorry I didn't ell you where I went. I just kinda ran out-" She cut me off.

"No Caitlin, it's not about that." She sniffled. "I think me and Harry broke up." She sobbed.

I hugged her. "Shh, what happened?" I asked. She shrugged.

"I-I don't know. We just got into an argument... I just wanna go home!" She started sobbing again.

Harry's POV

I sat on a bench and put my face in my hands. Way to go Harry. You let the best thing in your life slip away from you. I mentally, and physically, slapped myself.

"Hey, why are you all of a sudden the only one here of your group? Where are the others?" Liam asked out of breath. I was still angry at myself and everything around me. It took everything in me to not yell at him or slap him.

"They're in the car." I said. "Let's just go home." I said getting up and making my way to the car.

I went to the car, seeing Taylor asleep with tear-stained eyes. She's so beautiful when she's sleeping. It would be better if she didn't have those tear stains... that I caused. I force myself to look away.

Caitlin's POV

(The Next Day)

I woke up bright and early, and went on my laptop. Something doesn't feel right here. We feel like we don't belong and it's just not working out. Taylor and I are just going back to North Carolina. I booked the next flight tomorrow at 12 p.m. Good thing that they sleep until noon.

I woke Taylor up and we got dressed. Since this would be the last day with the guys we just had a lazy day. We threw our hair up in messy buns and sweats and started to wake up of the boys. Taylor refused to wake up Harry so I did. I flicked on the light and turned my iPhone to the alarm setting and set it for one second. I cut it on highest volume and came into the boy's room.

"Guys it's twelve in the evening! Get your lazy butts up!" I yelled at them.

"Five more minutes!" Zayn groaned covering his head with his pillow.

"No! Now!" I grabbed a hold of his ankles and pullued him out of bed.

"No! Stop!" He grabbed the headboard of his bed.

"Get up now!" I screamed. I tugged harder.

"I will! Just stop!" He said. I let go and huffed.

"You better get up Zayn Javadd Malik." I left his room going on to the next. I repeated this pattern with Harry and Liam while Taylor got Niall and Louis up. I went downstairs and started making some breakfast sandwiches, half lunch and half breakfast.

"Food!" I yelled. The boys ran down the stairs like a heard of elephants. The started filling their mouths with the sandwiches as I rolled my eyes and walked into the den. Taylor was watching Pitch Perfect and I sat down next to her on the couch.

We both screamed in disgust when the mute girl was rolling in Aubrey's puke. It was just so nasty, whether fake or not. The boys had just got done eating as soon as the Bella's performed. They had never seen it, so they were pretty interested on what they sounded like. By the end of the performance, their mouths were dropped wide open.

"That was really good. I wanna start from the beginning!" Zayn said. We just looked up at him like he was crazy. I mean the way he said it, made him seem so preppy.

"What?" Zayn asked. We shook our heads. Nothing at all.

Taylor's POV

The whole time since yesterday I've been ignoring harry. I guess we broke up and every time I think of it, it make me sad, but I can't wait until I'm where the pine trees grow and I can sip Cheerwine again.

"I can't help but feel him staring at me. We locked eyes once but I forced myself to look away. It made me miss him. I know we weren't together long but I really liked him. Yeah I guess liked is the right word here. I don't know but I need to get away from all this. Back to my home.