Sweet Melody (A Haylor Fanfiction)

Chapter 17

*IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE AT THE END*

TAYLORS POV

"Why did you think I was gone?" I muttered as tears threaten to spill by the use of words.

"Because I'm scared of losing you, I didn't feel you beside me and by the thought of that, it.. it's scary." He said. It's extremely weird how he can go from a hot dude to a cute little 5 year old who had nightmares.

But there's one thing I didn't notice, his eyes are red and his face is full of tears. The thought of Harry crying surprises yet makes me feel horrible as fuck. It's because when I look at that precious face, I think of that playful smirk, but now, it's real. He's not smiling. He's depressed. Because of me.

My eyelids betrayed me by letting my tears fall down one by one, and then one more and one after another. I nuzzled my head into his neck and I can feel him put his head between my arms which are embracing him tightly.

"Shhh, I'm here, don't worry," I said, my voice muffled into his shirt.

"Always?" He asked.

I thought of it. This is supposed to be an act. But how do you act in love with an ex you've fallen for again and again. Yet they hurt you. The fact that he wants to stay with me forever makes my heart flutter, but am I sure that I want this? To risk the chance of getting hurt?

I hesitated.

"Always." I replied.

I can feel him smile on my chest.

"Harry, how the fuck do I keep falling in love with you?" I asked stupidly, as I can feel him chuckle. Apart from that, I can feel my embarassment covering my cheeks.

"I'm hot." He said, making both of us laugh.

"Yeah right," I said sarcastically. But there was no response, just only heavy breathing.

"Harry?" I called out for him waiting for a reply.

But when I looked down, the curly hair boy that I have fell so deeply than when we were actually dating is deep asleep. His mouth is slightly open, as faint snores escape from it.

I smile as I was about to get up and put him in the sofa.

"I'm scared of losing you," His voice booms in my head. I reflect back on what he had said to me. The cheesy things he said about being scared of losing me, so I decided against it and laid next to Harry on the big wide sofa. I lift his head up so that it is on top of mine and rest my head on his chest. I could've swore it got uncomfortable somehow because I woke up 20 minutes later with a sore neck, so I moved a little bit and I swear to god I saw him staring down at me, but my eyes were half open so I couldn't really find the fuck I gave. 

Sooner or later, I drifted off to my dreams.

*

"Hey, babe, wake up!" I heard a thick accent.

The realization hit me when I see my self under a blanket that he must've woken up at least half an hour ago.

"Sleepyhead, wake up" he said again, I groaned signaling that I was too fucking tired to do so.

"No.." I muttered, my eyes closed.

"I'm going to carry you and fuck you in the shower if that's what it takes," he says with a smirk and my eyes quickly shot open, for a second, I thought he wasn't joking.

I gave him a weak glare that later on became a smile because I can't resist his grin. Who can?

"I'm going to go give myself a nice hot bath, the cramps are really getting to me." I said.

"Someone on their Peezies?" he asked playfully

A peezie? What the fuck is that?

"Um, what?"

"You're on your period aren't you?"

"Uh, yes, now if you'll excuse me I'm going to go take a bath," I got up from the sofa to gather my things and reached for the gold doorknob of the bathroom.

"Can I join you?" My head quickly snapped back and my blood pressure increased? Should I? I want to. I stare at his grin and hesitated.

My conscience takes over my mind and make me shake my head as in no.

His face falls and I quickly realize what I've done. I move closer to him and put my face close to his ear before I realize it.

"Later." I whispered.

Shit. What have I done?

My heart speaks and tells me I did the right thing.

But my mind tells me that I shouldn't be in love with him, and I kind of think that it makes sense, he's going to hurt me, I'm sure.

*

After long baths of overthinking and facetiming my brother, Austin, I get out and wrap myself in my warm neon towel.

Harry, on the other hand is off in the living room. I think he's on the phone and I bet my money that it's Andrew.

The weather in London (or wherever the hell this is) is chilly today, so I decide to wear black lether coat with a white muscle t-shirt and black skinny jeans. I put on my knee-length boots and head out to the living room, by the time I reached the door, Harry's not on the phone anymore.

"Who were you talking to?"

"Er- no one."  I was sharp enough to notice his hesitatoin and I my suspicioun snapped in.

"Andrew?" I asked.

"Yeah," he replied.

"About?" I pushed it.

Lucky for him, he was cut off by my phone. 

I read the contact who is calling and it says "Andrew".

After being done, we headed off, he wanted us to go to lunch and dinner. Tomorrow we have a long day ahead of us, since we both have interviews and we both are going to the same place; LA, then I think he mentioned this gala that we're attending but I'm not sure.

As he opened the door, I start to think; was he really talking to Andrew? These questions flood my mind as the car roared to life. I decide to wave it off since a shit-long week this is going to be and then it'll be the end of this month which will leave me for five months to be in this 'fake relationship'.

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So the reason I haven't been updating in more than a week is because there is a hacker. I tried forgetting my password and every shit but it didn' t work, so I had to do many things including email-ing wattpad and ugh. it's complicated. But to all my readers out there, please be aware of your password! 

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I really enjoy writing this! I have quite an amount of people asking me how many chapters this book will consist of and I think about 30-50? I don't really know lol but I already know the storyboard. It depends on how long it'll last but the question is:

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