Sweet Melody (A Haylor Fanfiction)

Chapter 37

This is for ya'll even though last chapter didn't reach the goal :( you loves are so awesome, I couldn't resist writing this ily

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"H-hey, are you busy or..." Nash says awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head with his thumb.

"Um," I turned to Harry who has his arms crossed, his eyebrows are curved and he has his famous frown on and I'm assuming that we are in the middle of something, "Yeah, kind of." I answer Nash who is standing in front of the door, his brown eyes staring into mine.

"Okay, so I'll make this quick, I'm so so sorry about last night, I didn't mean to say or do what I did. Like you, I was craving the same. I was in a relationship with a girl before and she kind of broke me so I guess that caused the behaviour last night and I'd like to say that I won't do it again, I'm so sorry, forgive me, Tswiz," He apologizes and manages to crack a smile. I can feel the rawness and the generosity in his words. Maybe he is actually sorry, he is my friend after all and I know him well enough to know that he didn't mean what he didn't last night.

"It's alright, Nash, I'm pretty sure you didn't mean it either." I reply kindly and calm. I smile at him and pull him in for a tight friendly embrace.

After pulling back we smiled at each other and it felt like an eternity to feel this again - the feeling of having a friend adore you and support you as much as Nash supports me will always be a rare thing to me and I'm thankful that I have a friend like him.

As I am staring, I can see that his nose is acting weird, it's tilted and crooked in the wrong way, definitely how it's not supposed to be.

"Oh my gosh, your nose!" I say as I panic. Harry made a mistake, he shouldn't have done that, maybe that blow from him was hard on Nash after all.

"Hey, it's alright, it showed that your boyfriend is protective. And you can tell how much by the disgusting look of.. this." He points at his crooked nose, making me giggle.

The sound of coughing from Harry makes me turn back to Harry, who is waiting - I can see the line of his patience is getting thinner every second, so I decide to say goodbye to Nash, hug him again and reassuring him that 'we're good', dismissing him.

After closing the door, I let out a huge sigh. Harry is still frowning, arms crossed and leaned on the wall.

I walk over to him and let my petite body fill the gap between his legs. I trace the lines of his dry lips with my fingertips. Our nose brushes eachother but he is still frowning.

"Let's continue what we were doing, shall we?" I whisper but he doesn't seem to hear me. He looks disappointed, killing the mood I've been trying to build after Nash came in.

"Why did you forgive him?" He mumbles under his breath.

"Harry, I really can't help it and he is my best friend. We all know that he'll never be more than that. Please just go with my decisions?" I beg and pull away. I don't feel like making out anymore, I'm too disappointed.

Harry says nothing but shakes his head. He seems so downhearted and low, it almost makes me feel bad that I forgave Nash but I know that I did the right thing.

"I'm going to take a bath and clear this up. I'm not up for this to fight you," He finally replies after good seconds of silence.

I nod as he swerves out of my grip on his shirt.

Harry's POV

Seeing my girl talking to Nash is utter disappointment especially that it's been exactly 8 minutes long, I've been staring back and forth between myself and the clock for too long and it's really fucking killing the mood.

My phone keeps vibrating - Emma. She's texting me all day and all night about how she can make me feel 'better' when I'm already better when I'm with Taylor. It's impossible to shut her down completely, I can shut my phone off, but being the persistent woman she is, she'll come dragging me off my own flat if that's what it takes.

The vibrating is actually killing me and I'd crash my phone I just bought and I'd do whatever it takes to keep Taylor away from knowing about this - I've got my princess back and I can't afford her to lose her ever again. It took as long as I can remember to get her back and turn her into mine again, but I did it and I can't just take a huge step back.

After closing the door, she let out a huge sigh and moves closer to me. Her legs parted mine and stood in between me, making me want her more but I'm in no mood. It took her too long to finish the damn conversation with fucking Nash.

"Let's continue what we were doing, shall we?" She whispers. Fuck. Her body is already making me think of things I want to do to her and this phrase hurts me even more. I try to fight this feeling but the fact that she's my Achilles heel is making it more difficult to fight my desperation for her.

I finally fight it back and let my anger come back to my mind to manage the words.

"Why did you forgive him?" I mumble, my words are weak considering the fact that she is mentally fucking me right now.

"Harry, I really can't help it and he is my best friend. We all know that he'll never be more than that. Please just go with my decisions?" She practically begs and pulls back. Great. Now she's not in the mood for any of this anymore. "Great actions you thought of, Harry" The sarcasm in me speaks.

I am disappointed in myself, I feel guilty. My emotions are screwed and fucked. I don't even know what to think. I am mad at her and myself. I am mad at myself that I am not telling Taylor about Emma, I feel guilty.

But I am mad at her for stupidly making the decision to forgive her douche bag jerk friend so easily. I'd fucking stab his eye out. As much as I want to yell at her, to tell her that what she did was wrong, I am up to no good to fight her, I don't want to win or lose because what ever I'm about to do, it won't turn out good and it can risk the chance of losing her and I don't want to go anywhere near that shit.

"I'm going to take a bath and clear this up. I'm not up for this to fight you," I say and jerk out of her grasp on my shirt, I secretly love when she does that, I fucking love everything she does and I'm glad as hell I'm going to take a bath because I swear if I stay there longer - in her arms, I am going to lose it and I will not lose only my emotions and my strength, but I'd lose her. I'm proud of myself. This is going better than I expected. I've finally learn some self control.

Taylor's POV

I sip the drink out of my glass slowly, thinking back about everything that's happened. He's gone so suddenly, it's like he doesn't even want me. Ugh.

As I am deep in my thoughts, Harry's phone vibrated.

I decide to ignore it since he always wants his phone private and kept to himself, even thought my curiosity is rising slowly.

It vibrates the second time.

I ignore it again, but the temptation to pick it up and check is still so high.

It vibrates the third time and I can't help but to check it. It rings too much and my curiosity has the best of me as of right now.

But as soon as I do, I regret it right away because somehow, the name on the phone doesn't surprise me at all, but the text messages she's sending sends anger chills through my body.

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Yours Truly,

SwiftandShums x :) ♡