Fragile Little Flame (Haylor)

Shattered Soul

Hello Bubbles,
I am really sorry for the late update but..my phone bailed on me. Like it legit went blank. All my stuff, songs, images and most importantly SCREEN SHOTS and FLF memo that I keep..They are just little ideas and all..They all are lost and I am so damn sad.. and I miss some of my online friends a lot I hope they see this and know I can't really WhatsApp them from my Mum's phone. Hope you see this.

Right now I am updating from my Mother's phone and I don't think I am going to get another phone anytime soon because it's my boards this year and all. I will do my best to update as regularly as I can. This is the only time you all are getting a late update. I will manage time for you all since you all are my everything.

Lastly, this will be the first time writing the same thing from different POV so some dialogue might be different. Hope you all forgive me. There might be few typing mistakes because it's really hard to type from this phone.

Now enjoy ;)

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Harry's POV

The first thing that made woke me up was a sound of something shattering and I groaned softly in pain because of the hungover and then I heard it."H-Harry..." I opened my eyes and turned to the source of voice and was surprised seeing Taylor there. " Tay?" I grumbled slightly confused, When did she got there all dressed up? "Taylor what the- it's not what..Please don't cry..Trust me I-" I said panicking as I remembered that Taylor wasn't here last night. That meant the girl I slept with last night was... My throat dried up just by thinking about it. I started getting up to go to her, "Please don't.." My heart shattered hearing her say that and I stopped biting on my lip harshly as I saw a sob escaping her lips which only made me feel far more worse than I already was feeling. My hangover was nothing compared to how miserable I was feeling knowing I was the reason Taylor was crying like that.

"Taylor trust me I-"
"No Harry! I don't wanna trust you..I don't wanna hear anything..a-anything from you!" Her voice turned into a sad whisper as more tears roll down her cheeks and I gulped softly feeling my throat all dried up. Taylor looked at me one last time with a look that I couldn't really differ, was it regret? Regret that she gave me a chance. Was it disgust? Disgust that she loved someone like me? Was it..Was it hurt? It was too much. She left the room left the room and I came back to my senses and I called after before quickly getting off the bed and putting on my boxers and following after her.

By the time I caught up with her she was already on the bottom of the stairs. I knew I needed to stop her, I needed her to stay. To tell me how much of a disgusting prick I was. Her to tell me how much I had hurt her. Her to tell me that I was no better than her ex. Her to hurt me as much as I hurt her. Anything but her leaving like this. Anything but..

"Taylor please stop! You don't understand I-" I started with some pathetic reason hoping she wouldn't leave but she cut me off, "What exactly is there to understand Harry? Please tell me what is there to understand?! I saw you naked with another woman who was all curled up against you and- and..and please..just leave me alone.." Taylor half yelled, half cried and I stepped toward her wanting to comfort her, tell her everything would be okay but how could I? When I was the reason of her painful cries. When I was the one who had hurt her this much. Taylor started walking away and I followed begging her to stay while knowing the answer would always be No.