Haylor Baby

Chapter 3. Round one.

Chapter 3:

*the next morning*

Taylor's Pov:

I woke to the feeling of Harry lying behind me. I missed this. Sharing our nights together, without a care in the world.

He looked so beautiful when he slept. I kissed his neck, he groaned and opened his eyes.

T: Good morning sleepy head.
H: Morning baby!
T: Thanks for last night, it's just what I needed.
H: That's what I'm here for, to support you and to love you.

With that he kissed my cheek.

T: Listen, I'm getting up now for a shower, then I'll make breakfast and we can go out together, just us two.
H: Okay sweet, just one thing before I let you go?
T: yeah?
H: Kiss me.

I passionately kissed Harry, then left for the shower.

Harry's Pov:

Damn, she was sexy. She got out of bed and ran naked to the bathroom. She was so cute. I loved every single ounce of her, trying not to be cheesy, but I think she's the one. I think I've finally found her. I could never imagine not being with her, she's made me.

I knew I would probably need a shower if we were going out together, but one day can't hurt can it? I made the bed and dressed in a black v-neck with my famous black skinnies and made my way downstairs. I knew taylor was in the shower so I planned on making breakfast for when she arrived downstairs. I was trying to relive her of all stresses right now- And trust me breakfast in the swift-styles household is one big stress.

Taylor's Pov:

I got out the shower and towel dried my hair, before loosely braiding it to the side. I threw on a sun dress and some pretty ankle boots. I started my way down stairs when the smell of sweet fried bacon hit me.

T: Harry, you didn't have to do that.

I ran and wrapped my arms around his waist, making him jump a little.

H: I wanted to baby, to surprise you!
T: It looks beautiful, but I'm trying to watch my weight Harry!
This is bad food for me.

Before I could finish my sentence Harry snapped back at me-

H: Fucking hell Taylor! Look at you! Do you know how fucking ridiculous you sound right now! You have been blessed with the most beautiful figure and you are damn sexy. You do not need to fucking diet! Would you just Fuck off!

With that he wiped a tear from his left cheek and stormed out of the kitchen.

I hated Harry cursing. He never did it. He said it was ugly and unattractive and I kinda agreed. He was mad at me and I didn't blame him. He even cried, and I mean for Harry to get upset about that, he must have been affected. I had received so much hate about my figure lately and I completely blocked it out at first. Then you know, it starts to chip away at you and eventually eats you up, until you realise that maybe something is ugly about it. I was just been pre cautious. Not eating too much bad food.

Harry's Pov:

I'm fuming! I want to go and fucking kill somebody! Why? Fucking tell me why. My perfect girlfriend who is barley a size 6, is now 'watching her weight!' This is the most pathetic thing that I've ever heard. It was their fault, the 'haters' look at what they've done to her, to me, us. I couldn't help but send out a tweet.

'@harrystyles: I hope you're happy, you've got what you all wanted. Her happiness. My happiness. Well done- for ruining everything.'

I was so angry, i knew I shouldn't have cursed so much at taylor, and I know she's sad, and I should apologise. But right now she doesn't deserve it. I'm not so mad at her, but everyone else. There taking her away from me. Day by day she's becoming more and more distant.

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T: Harry can I come in?

Taylor knocked on their locked bedroom door, where Harry was hiding himself away.

H: No, go away.
T: Harry, don't be like this, you're getting mad and worked up over nothing. I'm sorry, it's just being in the public eye you have to look perfect all the time. I'm not even dieting I'm just being cautious.

The bedroom door started to unlock and Harry emerged, tears rolling down his cheeks. Harry pulled me in and squeezed me hard. He put my hair behind my ear and whispered,'never change for anyone, you're perfect and always will be.'

Taylor's Pov:

Even though I was still quite angry at Harry for blowing up at me like that, he was still breaking my heart. Just the way he treated me, made my happiness. I knew I had hurt him and for him to act so kindly now, made my heart melt.

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Harry led taylor back downstairs, where they sat in the living area, together.

T: Harry I'm sorry.
H: Baby, not now. I know you are.
T: No, I need to say this.
H: Please, not now. Can't we just forget about it and go out?
T: Fine.
H: T?
T: Harry?
H: I love you.
T: I love you most.

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