Taylor's POV
I woke up to darkness and light snores. Hayley's snores. I glanced over at her digital clock, finding it to be three in the morning. She was sound asleep; I could tell by how still she seemed, though she was curled up in my jacket. Her jacket.
I took a Post-It note from her nightstand to write a short letter for her. As I took a pen out, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I took it out and looked at the screen, finding out that Veronica had sent me a text. I unlocked my phone and read it:
Hey, can we work things out again? I'm sorry for the way I was. I miss you.
I heaved a sigh as I looked over at Hayley, her face peaceful in her sleep. She sighed as she curled up into a tighter ball, her new sweater being baggy around her perfectly skinny body. As much as I loved Hayley, she was of the past. Dead or alive. Hayley was a past that I loved and longed for, but... maybe she wasn't what I needed.
Sure, I wrote back in the message to Veronica. We can talk it out.
I went back to the Post-It note and finally wrote my message to Hayley, it being simple, yet painful.
I'm sorry.
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Renegade Revival
FanfictionHayley is alive and well from the coma due to her suicide attempt. She goes to find Taylor, to apologize and make up for everything. Taylor doesn't know his deceased love is alive. What happens when they meet again? Will it be too good to be true fo...
