Help Me Push Aside All the Things I've Left Behind (Tayley)

3: Our Broken Hearts and Twisted Minds

Chapter 3:

 

Hayley’s POV:

We have been officially living together for a month. Began the writing process and a wee bit of recording about two weeks ago now.

Everything that we have been fighting for the past years was totally worth it. This is where I wanted to be. This is where all three of us wanted to be. It sort of feels like we had just started this band. In a way we are lucky because we get a chance at re introducing ourselves as Paramore. More strongly than ever.

I sighed looking over to Taylor who had fallen asleep on the couch in the recording studio. I smiled to myself as I was walking out of the recording booth.

“That was great tracking Hayley.” Our producer JMJ said to me sending me a warm smile.

“Thanks.” I happily walked over to where Taylor was taking his cat nap.

I began giggling as I laid on top of him. He didn’t move an inch. He was such a heavy sleeper. I pulled out my phone and looked through my social media.

I saw that I was tagged in a photo, an old one. I don’t normally look through tagged photos. I choice to ignore them most of the time. But this one caught my eye. Chad was in it.

I clicked on the link and saw that it was a picture of was while we were in downtown Franklin walking through the Farmer’s Market. I don’t know why but a big part of me began to feel nostalgic. I began to miss Chad. Or maybe I just missed home. Either or, I felt my face flush when this strange sensation began to rush through my whole body.

Suddenly I felt like puking. I quickly jumped off Taylor and ran to the bathroom that was in the next room. I took the top of the toilet and spilled my guts out. I made sure to move my hair out of the way to avoid getting puke on it.

I sat on the side of the toilet getting my strength together. I began breathing heavy. I found a bit of strength and picked myself off the bathroom floor. I washed both my hands and rinsed my mouth with mouth wash. I placed a bit of water in my hands splashing on my face. I felt my whole body begin to heat up and I almost fell to the floor as my knees began to weaken.

I looked at myself in the mirror thinking of reasons why I felt like this. I wasn’t pregnant. I knew that, I haven’t been you know missing or late. We’ve been using protection and we’ve been very careful.

Maybe it was me missing Chad that made me feel sick. Maybe this is the way my body is telling me that I’m being stupid. I sighed as I heard a knock coming from the door.

“I’ll be right out.” I took a deep breath and released it before slowly turning the knob.

Taylor stood at the other side of the door with worried eyes.

“What’s wrong?” He asked stepping into the bathroom with me closing the door behind him.

“I don’t know. I was laying on you and then I felt sick.”

Taylor nodded stepping closer to me. I looked up at him as he pressed the back of his hand to my forehead the same way he did the first night on our Brazilian tour. The same night I realized that no matter what I did, I would always have a soft spot for him.

“You’re burning up Hayley.” He said looking down at me.

I shrugged my shoulders. “I was feeling a little feverish this morning.” I said with a sad smile.

“Why didn’t you say anything?” He asked taking my face in his hands.

“Because we had to record today. I didn’t want to postpone this album any more than I should.” He sighed.