Misery Business (Sequel to Never Let This Go) *Paramore*

Chapter Thirty-Five: Mystery Pains

Hayley's P.O.V.

It's been about three months, and nothing huge has happened yet; key word being yet. I know something bad will happen, I'm just not sure when. The past three months have been mostly been trying to prepare for whatever may come our way, whether that's a forced night with David or a death of some sort. "Hayley, are you hungry at all?" Taylor asks me softly, with hopeful eyes. I can't let him down and so no, can I? Even after a year?

"I'll have an egg," I reply, watching as a huge smile forms on Taylor's face. The morning sun is shining threw the kitchen windows, the beautiful spring stinging through, and the thought of food only half as terrifying as last year.

"I'm so proud of you," Taylor says excitedly. I smile and giggle under my breath, standing up and and walking to the man in pajama pants in the fridge. As soon as he shuts it, I take the eggs and set them on the counter, a confused Taylor now silent. I stand on my tippy toes and press my lips softly onto Taylor's, our lips just melting onto each other's. It's very soft, and very rare to share a moment so sweet in such a dark time.

Soon I feel Taylor's fingers tickle the side of my face, brushing past my ear, and pushing some of my hair behind. Both of my hands remain on the sides of his face, my chest almost on fire with a stirring feeling asking for more. I fulfill this request, and hold my lips on Taylor's until I absolutely can't breathe anymore. When I let go, his eyes burn a hole in mine as we endless stare at each other, chests heaving up and down with no sign of stopping any time soon.

"I'm not sure why you love me so much, but never stop because I love you more than anything in the world," I ask of the man in front of me, my hands still of either side of his face.

"I'll never stop loving you," Taylor quietly explains, his eyes locked with mine.

"Okay, now make my food," I say smiling and biting my bite.

"I never thought I'd hear those words again, Spongebob," he replies turning to the box of eggs. I wrap my arms around him as he cooks the egg and smile.

"I think I really do like you," I announce, feeling Taylor have a huge grin and a little chuckle.

"I like you too, Hayley," T replies as I move back toward my seat by his kitchen island. "I'm glad I invited you over that one time last year, because none of this would've happened if I didn't,"

"I'm glad too, T," I say honestly. I've never been more glad about anything, really. Even though he's facing away from me, I can feel Taylor's smile radiate through my body from head to toe, leaving my words to linger in the light we've created.

All of a sudden, a sharp pain finds itself exploring my left side, and it's so bad, I fall to the ground when I try to get up. "Oh my gosh, Hayley," Taylor says turning toward me. I grab my side in stomach in pain as it moves through my body, as Taylor tries to help me. "What happened?!"

"I-I don't- know!" I cry out as the pain spreads. "Help- me- Taylor," I get out trying to catch the breath I have lost, me hand gripping my stomach, as my tears fall to the kitchen floor. The pain is extremely painful, almost as bad as the stab I took to the side about a year ago.

"I'm calling an ambulance," he tells me grabbing the phone from the counter and dialing the number. "My girlfriend just collapsed out of nowhere, something is seriously wrong, we need an ambulance as fast as possible,"

I let out a scream and Taylor moves me so my head is more comfortable in his lap. "Tay-" is all I can get out as I am fighting to regain my breath, my tears not slowing down. I'm completely terrified and overwhelmed by all of possibilities of what could be happening to me. What is happening?

Taylor gives the person on the other side of the line his address and hangs up, holding me closer to him. "Try to relax it," Taylor says to me trying to stay calm. "It'll be okay, I promise," His tears are mixing with mine now, as our emotions at the moment are enough for another six months.

I reach one hand up to meet Taylor's and squeeze it, as Taylor squeezes mine right back. I scream again and sob onto Taylor's leg, the pain only increasing at this point. "What's- wrong with m- me?" I ask Taylor as we cry together.

"Nothing. It'll be okay," Taylor explains in a shaky, uncertain voice, hurting me more than imaginable. He leans down and kisses my forehead, and picks me up gently, obviously trying as much as possible not to hurt me in any way. When the people walk inside, Taylor kisses my nose softly, whispering three words to me. "I love you," he says into my ear.

A strong and focused looking man takes me from Taylor, and takes me quickly over to a gurney that two other people were bringing my way. I'm still sobbing and holding my stomach, my eyes on Taylor. He runs to the stove and turns it off, and runs back over to me with a tear stained face. "I- love you," I get out, looking to him. He gives me the smallest possible smile, and I hold my hand out for him to take in his. He does; then the people taking me away moving the gurney out the door and into the ambulance. I don't see Taylor anymore.

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Taylor's P.O.V.

I wait in the waiting room chair, my head down, as Hayley is in the hospital room drowning in fear. I want to hold her hand and tell her everything will be okay. I want everything to actually be okay. None of us have any idea what's wrong, and that's one of the scariest parts. I have no idea what to expect.

I already texted Jeremy and Mrs. Williams, so they know we are here. No one responding to my messages, but I know that Jeremy wouldn't waste a second to respond over physically being here.

After saying a few prayers, I hear a voice pull my out of my thoughts. "Taylor York?"

"Yes?" I ask anxious to hear whatever the nurse has to tell me. She looks worried, messy pulled back, blonde hair, dark eyes, and lots of freckles on the bridge of her nose.

"Follow me if you would like to deliver the baby," she tells me, leaving me in so much shock I can't move an inch.

Oh my GOSH! You weren't expecting that were you! Don't worry, Hayley is having a little baby child! Problem is, how the heck were there no symptoms of pregnancy? Who's baby is it? How is he/she still alive with everything that's happened to Hayley? What will happen next?