Harry's POV
Ever since I woke up management has been giving me shit because of the backlash I got from the pictures of me and Georgia over night.
How that happened? I have no idea...
The only thing I know was that, I'm having fun by myself and she came along and my night turned upside down. I don't even know what got into me that I let her take me home but I'm glad nothing happened because I could not handle anything just yet. I don't even know what to do, good thing that she liked my company and didn't initiate anything except making out.
I can't belive I gave in to the urge of kissing a woman again but this time it wasn't enough no matter how many time or how intense we get with it. There is just something missing and I can't pin point what it is.
The sun is barely up and now I'm driving back to Taylor's apartment to get my things and to let her know I have to go.
Entering her apartment I noticed she left the light on the hall leading to the living room open. Hanging my coat by the door, I proceeded to the living room and she's there. Peacefully sleeping on the couch, she couldn't have waited for me, could she? I mean she don't have to, and if she did, well fuck me.
She's so serene, face so innocent, the tip of her nose pink and cheeks so rosy. I caressed her face, brushing her hair away from her face before I let myself fall beside my bestfriend and that somehow woke her up.
Her arms immediately wrapping around me and head nuzzling on my neck, as if she knows I've always been there.
"What time is it?" I heard her say,
"Almost 6." I answered pulling her closer to me.
The silence continued and all I can think off is that things have trully turned upside down for me in these two weeks I've stayed here and thanks to Taylor for kissing me that night because now I'm not so sure about some things in my life. I know I shouldn't be but I guess I just can't help it, hence why I did what I did last night. Why I tried to take her and the kiss off my head for just one night and failing misserably.
I've been feeling this ever since that night but I didn't thought it would go this far, and by this far I meant it would confuse me this much that I just freaking made out with a girl and let her take me home for some more. I'm going insane.
She melted right away into my touch and I am being lulled to sleep by her steady, calm breathing and warmth and so I let sleep take me away once more.
xxx
Waking up the first thing I noticed was Taylor is not beside me and I am about to fall off the couch.
My scheduled flight time is due in about 20 minutes from now and yet I couldn't find the reason for me to rush myself into meeting the scheduled time of departure, instead I just wanna stay in New York and never leave, I wanna stay in this very apartment right now and lay down on this very couch and wait for Taylor to get home while playing with her not so friendly cat.
After all they'd never leave New York without me because that flight is for me, I'm the reason why they booked that flight in the first place. But I still got up from the couch and packed my bags no matter how much I don't wanna leave.
By the time the clock ticked 1pm I'm already on my way to JFK with my phone a buzzing mess inside my pocket. I am already halfway to the airport when I caught sight of the guitar on my backseat, of course, how can I forget about the guitar.
I took the nearest U-turn and drove to the hospital. As soon as my Rover came to a complete halt peoples heads turned to my direction. I mean how do they even know that it's me? But maybe it's because I often go here and they just know it's me.
