Hiiiiii!!!! I updated because I feel like I've been neglecting this story. Lol.
I hope y'all have a great time reading. 💯
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November 22, 2015 (NYC)
Taylor's POV
"Harry, where are you?" I called out in the apartment. Because usually it wouldn't be this quiet if he's here. I imagined to find the TV on watching itself while an Exhausted Harry is catching some sleep in the couch or just some random song blasting on the stereo he recently installed but he wasn't around.
He must have fallen asleep upstairs. But upon checking he still wasn't in my room or in his room.
"Haz, where are you?" I called out once more and this time I got a response when a loud breaking sound of an object echoed from the top floor.
And that should be Meredith breaking the vase.
Meredith would never be out there unless someone opens the door.
So I climbed up and he was there on the rooftop, Meredith is currently standing over the broken vase and scattered dirt on the floor, just looking at it like "that's a shame"
And Harry, he's just standing there.
He's quiet. I couldn't pin point his thoughts. He's not sad, not entirely no, but still he's feeling gloomy.
I could not understand why my ball of sunshine suddenly started to be this gloomy mess. He should be happy, their album is doing great. They officially announced their Hiatus which saddened many people, including me. He's finally gonna have a well deserved break after working his butt off for years and yet here he is gazing over New York city with just so much going on in his mind.
When he noticed he had company he offered a very sad and shy smile.
And all that I could do is embracep him from the back, I know he needs one badly. He's been brave keeping all the emotions inside, putting on a show everyday but now in this moment I've never seen him so bare, so unguarded just so vulnerable. I haven't seen him this fragile after everything.
He couldn't stop crying, he's shaking uncontrollably. Everything to me felt like crumbling down, seeing this man like this.
God if I could only take everything away.
"I'm here." I whispered softly.
"I'm always here."
He turned around, faced me for a moment before he wrapped his arms around me.
"You're not gonna lose me, I'm always here."
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November 26, 2015 (Watch Hill, Rhode Island)
6:34 AM
"Harry, I'm not kidding. Will you be able to come or not?" I asked him for the umpteenth time, But he just keeps on changing the topic.
I left New York just the other day and drove all the way here, in our home in Rhode Island which I haven't stepped foot on since my parents separated.
[Tay, where's Meredith? Did you take her with you?] He replies with another question and I can't help but to roll my eyes and lose patience.
"She's here. I took her with me. Harry!"
[Yes love?]
"Will you be able to come here or not?" I asked him.
[Hey, one more question where's my keys?]
