Come Back To Me

Chapter 40

Harry's P.O.V

April 14, 2017

I was performing on SNL tomorrow night and I was doing a lot of prepping for it. I met with Jimmy for rehearsals yesterday and it was really fun. I don't think I realized just how much I missed being on stage and being able to sing. It's one of my safe places. Taylor however was more than ecstatic for me which I found adorable. She was really happy about all the success I was earning and she couldn't be more proud.

Taylor and I had felt much more comfortable going out in public. We didn't care what anyone said as long as we were happy. So today, we decided to go out and get Starbucks. Taylor was wearing a maroon crop top with black high waisted shorts. And I was wearing a blue Hawaiian button up shirt with black jeans and of course leaving only the first two bottom buttons actually buttoned showing off my chest.

At the Starbucks there was this weird guy who seemed to be getting closer and closer to Taylor and I. I tried moving Taylor along so we could get away from him. As Taylor ordered our drinks and paid for them. She dropped our car keys as she was getting out her wallet. She quickly bent over and grabbed them but I caught the guy staring right at her ass. I was in flames. No man is going to check out my wife and get away with it.

"Hey, man. That's not cool." I said pushing him away from Taylor.

He looked at me with a shocked expression realizing he had been caught.

"Oh right, um I'm sorry." He said and I let him go.

Taylor and I walked out with our coffee and the man behind us. He was getting on my last nerves. We waited at the cross walk for the signal that we could go. Taylor rested her head onto my shoulder as I wrapped my arms around her. Once the light showed we could walk, the man quickly but very obviously grabbed Taylor's ass to try and "get by". I wasn't having any of it.

"Hey!" I shouted as the guy turned around.

"Watch your hands. You have no right to touch a woman like that, better yet a woman with a loving husband which is me. Don't ever fucking touch my girl, hell MY wife again, or I will beat the shit out of you!" I was yelling now as people started staring.

Taylor quickly grabbed my hand and pushed me away walking us back to the car.

As we got into the car I just hit the drivers wheel. I was frustrated that Taylor was getting taken advantage like that. Taylor just sat and drank her coffee letting me try and calm myself. She knew I was pissed and was letting me cool off before we started talking again.

We drove home in silence. Taylor would look at me ever so often but I just kept my eyes on the road.

When we arrived home I threw the keys onto the counter and sank into the couch with my hands running through my hair. Taylor walked over to me slowly.

"Do you want your coffee at least?" She asked.

"Yes please." I huffed.

We both sat on the couch in silence finishing our coffees together. When we finished I got up and offered to throw her cup away and she accepted. I walked back over to the couch and lay my head across Taylor's lap. I just needed to think. I know it wasn't her fault, but her being my wife and the only person I love truly, I wasn't not going to be mad about some dick touching her ass.