Sweet Melody (A Haylor Fanfiction)

Chapter 13

TAYLORS POV

I walked out of the car to beach with Harry intertwined in my hands. There are some (hired) paps that took uncountable pictures of us.

I hint a smile and they all snap their cameras more often.

We lay the umbrellas and the mats on the beach. 

"I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be right back," I tell him, his green eyes seem concerned making me pissed. Why is he such a sex god, so cute, yet so bad. But I can't just yell at him with the paps surrounding me. 

"Alright," he nodded and continued to do the preparing.

As I entered the bathroom I immediately got my phone and dialed Andrew.

"Hello, Andrew, Modest speaking," I heard a voice after 5 beeps on my white colored iPhone 5.

"Hey are you happy now you've got the pictures, can I go now?" I asked stupidly.

"I've seen the pictures I will let them out about 7 pm today, I've already told Sugarscape and Perez Hilton that you two are still together so get ready for interview questions, okay, bye" he said hanging up leaving me there, just dumbfounded, is everyday going to be like this?

I let out a long sigh that somehow got the stress away. Slightly. Even though I miss him and love him to death, he's... I still have that image of that kiss. Cheating is unforgivable, they said. Cheating is the worst thing he can do, they said. Don't move on too fast, they said. Should I believe all of the 'they''s? I guess so. It's the only solution, plus cheating is unforgivable.

I got out of the bathroom and saw Harry, I can't take my eyes off of him. But just right before I leave the bathroom, Andrew texted me:

"Get back together if possible. - Andrew"

Ugh. Why?! 

Delete Text message > Yes 

I clicked the yes button and erased that out of my mind.

"Who was that?" Harry asked showing a slight frown.

"It's Andrew talking about some management shit." I answered truthfully, well partially.

He waved it off, grabbed my hand a little bit by force and dragged my into the ocean. This showed a playful side of me. I love the sand, the wind, but not the water, it's salty and it makes your hair sticky and everything.

"Oh fuck no, I am not going there," This time, I am not acting.

"Oh yes you are, sweetheart," he said giving me a cheeky little smirk.

I screamed as Harry dragged my in, his arms are around my waist and his other arm around my hips, secure as can be. I try to kick and throw my self off but he can be so strong, it's not even funny.

"Harry, no!"    "Harry I mean it"    "Harry get the fuck off"

but all of those phrases I let out were ruined by all my chuckles at the end. 

We finally reach the water and he threw me down a little lower and let my legs wrap around his torso, then my mind snapped. Back to acting. 

I looked at him and smiled.

"Get ready," I whispered in his ear as I feel him shiver.

HARRYS POV

She looked at me and smiled. I know she's acting, but this smile is the smile I see almost everyday when we are.. were together.

I planted a kiss on her cheek and smiled at her. But mine's not fake, it's never going to be either. She's just going to assume that because she hates.. no.. despises me.

"Get ready," she whispered in my ear without planning. I shiver, her whispers are sexier than every show girl I've ever seen.

I cheekily smiled, I looked up and I can see paps on boats, through bushes and even behind trashcans.

Here we go. I thought to myself.

I never thought I'd kiss an ex after a relationship (when I'm sober) but I'm doing it right now. The most beautiful ex in the world. Her acting is good. She's kissing me back. I bent my neck down and kissed her neck, I can feel her move to the right to give me more access. I can see that the paps are getting the picture that was supposed to be their job. 

After we were done, we stared at eachother, in the same way. She is still in the straddling position. We weren't smiling. We are emotionless. I stared at her ocean blue eyes. I notice some mascara on her cheeks. She is inches away from my face.

It's almost like we're reading eachother's thoughts.

I can feel her heartbeat. 

TAYLORS POV

I stared into his green orbs and they pierced right through me. Every memory seemed to zoom right in and out of my mind. The moments when we whispered random things to eachothers ears. When we cuddled in bed the whole night without sleeping. When I was scared of scary movies and he calmed me down. When all of this was real.

I seemed to avoid all the paps. I didn't care whether or not they were taking a picture.

For once, this isn't acting. This is real. 

I've just came to the realization that again, I am in love with Harry Styles.

But how?

How does one person ever fall for a guy who cheated? I don't get it.

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