Taylor's POV
It's been long since I last saw Harry, in person atleast. I think maybe 2 months or so?
Our anniversary is nearing and the both of us seem so very busy to even make time to celebrate it together. I'm almost through my North American leg and 1D is I think done with the Asian leg of their tour.
Since he's in Asia it's very hard to have a solid communication with him probably most of them except for Niall and Selena beacause Sel is on break and decided to tour with Niall.
But all we have is very late night phonecalls and text messages reminding how we love each other.
I miss him so much but I barely got time for him. He always finds time for me even when he's tired or busy. But why can't I do it for him.
Despite the only numbered times we talked in the past months we often got into small fights about it, about how hard it is to miss him, about the distance, about our time for each other and maybe because of the pressure of not being together, Trust is not a problem between the both of us so I have no issues with that. Unless he gives me any reason not to trust him.
Right now the both of us are not really on good terms after his outburst on me at the phone last night because of not "spending enough time" with him even if it's just over the phone so I just kept on ignoring his calls and texts.
I'm on my hotel suite right now watching TV with some of my team after the tiring first night of my concert here in Mexico
"You know Tay, I think it would be easier to lighten your mood up if you answered that." Diane said looking at my vibrating phone on the coffee table infront all of us. She is one of my closest Dancers. All of us are close but she's been with me since the fearless tour.
"Not a chance," i said scoffing, i gazed at my phone and it displayed a rather different name or just the first one at least.
I quickly answered the call and excused myself from the people i am with.
"Hey Gem. What's up?" I said trying to sound cheerful.
[Hey sister in law, all is well. How are you?] She answers with the same thick british accent as his. I dont want to admit it but it made me miss him more and I hate how I can't stand being mad at him.
[Earth to Taylor, are you still there?] Gemma snapped me out.
"Sorry about that, you were saying Gem?"
[Hmm i said open up your door we have catching up to do.] I immediately jerked out of my bed and rushed outside only to find the TV open but the people I left there were gone.
I turned the door knob and an ecstatic Gemma pushed through the door. She looks very energetic and excited and mind you it's the middle of the night and any person in this hotel should be sleeping by now. It reminded me of Harry again.
"Hmm, is it just me or I can sense that someone here is missing my doofus bro?" She started.
"I hate it even if how angry I am with him I still miss that idiot big time." I said slumping next to her in the couch.
"Let me see, um lovers quarrel?" She pointed out again.
"Yeah.. How did you know?"
"I'm a psychic Tay, kidding, he begged for me to see how you're doing and I'm sure there's something wrong. So yeah I'm here."
"Wait so you are in town?" I asked
"I am." She nodded.
My phone started vibrating in the table again, it made the two of us shift our attention to it.
