Liam's Little Sister

Harry & Taylor ch. 36

*****Niall's POV*****

Last night Louis confessed his love to Taylor and asked for her hand in marriage and honestly it pisses me the fuck off! Why, you might ask. Because Louis nor Taylor no what love is, they don't understand that love isn't just some thing people do in life to become happy, their already happy before they get married and have experimented around before settling down. Louis has only dated a few serious girlfriends, one or two at the most. As for Taylor the only serious relationship she has ever been in was with Louis. As much as I love the two of them I'm not in love with the two of them getting married just now. The one thing I will never believe in is love at first sight and what you call Louis and Taylor's relationship is just that wether Taylor knows it or not. Now don't get me wrong I think that they will make a beautiful family, one day, but I think that they are both to immature to get married and promise to love one another for the rest of eternity.

"Would you just fucking stop it!" Harry yells and forces his way into the kitchen.

"What the fuck did I do Harry? Huh? Tell me what I ever did to you! I fell in love with your best friend is that it?" Taylor yells back following him into the kitchen. She stands a few feet away from Harry with her hands placed on her hips.

"No, Taylor that's not it! You wanna know what my problem is?" He says taking a step towards her, removing some of the space between the two of them. "I'll tell ya what my problem is! It's you! Your always in everybody else's business, you tell us what to do and when to do it, you treat us like babies, and you always think you know fucking everything but guess what? You don't!" Harry shouts.

"Harry mate." I say.

"Stay the fuck out of this Niall!" He tells me.

"Don't be an asshole to Niall, this is between you and I Harry!" She says forcefully.

"There you go again!" He shouts.

"Shut up Harry! I have to drag your drunk ass home and put you in your fucking bed because your to fucking drunk to know when to fucking stop drinking cuz your getting drunk. I clean this fucking house we live in, I cook, I bake shit for you, I wash your clothes, I buy shit from the store and bring it home, because why Harry? I have to take care of you guys, Harry, because I love each and everyone of you. That's why I treat you like babies, and I'm involved in your business, when and how you guys do stuff around here, and knowing everything. So let me ask you this Harry are you jealous that Louis and I are in love and getting married and having our own house and kids with Uncle Harry visiting every now and then? I don't want to ruin what we have Harry, I love our relationship, your my little brother. I want you sitting up against the couch playing with Louis and I's kids, teaching them how to say bad word and I have to slap you for teaching him. Don't you want that?"

"God dammit Taylor!" He says and punches a hole in the wall. "Of course I want that!"

"Then do all of us a favor Harry and start acting like Harry!"

"Taylor-." He says softly.

"Oh don't you 'Taylor' me Harry, you either do or you don't." But he stands there and says nothing. "There's my answer." She says fleeing the kitchen running up the stairs to her bedroom.

"Taylor!" He shouts chasing her up the stairs. He grabs ahold of her wrist.

"Just stop Harry! Okay, just fucking stop! You either do or you don't. And it seems to be quite a daunting task to say 'yes Taylor I do want to be in your life for a very long time' but I guess it's not as easy as it seems." She says releasing herself from Harry's grasp.

"Taylor wait!" He says and she stops walking but not facing him. "I do want to be in your life for a very long time."

"Then why don't I believe you Harry?"