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October 12, 2015 (Birmingham, UK)
Harry's POV
3 days, 3 straight days have passed and I still haven't received a call back, or a reply to any of my messages. Why do I feel like she's ignoring me?
But despite being ignored I still haven't given up on calling, leaving voicemails and sending Taylor messages hoping she's gonna reply, and pick up. She couldn't be busy, and if she is a message won't hurt right?
I miss her, no matter what I do or try to think of she's all that's in my head. I miss her so much. It's a hopeless case, I'm so hopeless without her. I've been out of my element ever since she started well being busy? Or maybe ignoring me and I feel like I'll lose my mind if she continued doing this.
What happened so suddenly? What did I do?
It's almost time for me and lads to get on stage and just like the last 3 days I'm still on my phone calling Taylor and as usual my calls are going straight to her voicemail, I think by now I've already called a hundred time if not more and sent the same amount of text messages.
[I'm sorry Taylor can't come to the phone right now, why? Oh cause she's busy. Leave a message and I'll get back to you.]
I may have memorized her cute voice response by now. God I've missed her voice so much that I'd diall her number endlessly just to hear her voice in that damn voice response.
"Hey, Love. It's um, me again just checking on you. I hope everythings okay there, I'm bout to get on stage. Take care bye."
I'll never get used to this.
"Still no answer?" Liam says from the doorway. All I can do is nod.
"Who's this person that's messing with your head anyway?" He asks so casually. I sighed again, it's Liam anyway.
"Taylor."
"What? Taylor Swift? Like the Heart Surgeon? Doc T? The New Yorker Taylor? Your bestfriend doctor?" He rumbled on and I can't help but to laugh at his reaction.
"Yeah, that Taylor." I smiled.
"I knew it was a lady but I didn't thought it was Taylor. No offense but we all thought it was the model." He says laughing at the thought.
"Would never keep in contact with a model." I laugh.
"If you don't mind me asking mate, what happened between you and doc T?"
"I don't know. I could ask the same thing myself. We're okay, I know we were and she just stopped answering my calls and I'm kinda losing my mind thinking about it."
"Hmm. You miss her don't ya?"
"Yeah." I smiled shyly.
I've never had this kind of talk with any of the lads before, probably because I never had to talk about lady problems and it's kinda new having to talk about it now. I never felt like I belong when they're talking about stuff like this but now it's kinda nice to have someone to talk to that actually understands. Taylor was the only person who understood my boy problems and it's funny how now she's the one that's messing with my head and I can't talk to her about it because she doesn't wanna talk to me.
"Aww Harry mate, do what you gotta do. You know what it is." He says kinda hinting on what's been goin' round my mind since I woke up this morning. I mean, he is right?
