One More Time

Chapter 43

(Hi!!!! I'm sorry it's been forever. Even though this story isn't that good. I went back and changed a lot. To Recap for those who don't know or doesn't want to re-read which is fine, Anissa doesn't exist, Taylor has an N instead of a Niall tattoo, and the eating disorder is simply a weird metabolism which might not be actually a thing but I sort of gave up on that part. That is it I think. Thanks for sticking with me. Love you all!)

Doctors came over and took my fiancé from my arms. Why does this happen to her? Shes so amazing. And shes perfect. She's never done anything wrong. She doesnt deserve this. I sat down in the waiting room, for only about twenty minutes before a doctor came out and explained things to me.

"She's a bit bruised in her jaw and on her back, but other than that she's fine. She did hit her head, hence why she passed out, but no serious damage." I nodded, listening on how to help her.

About an hour later she was asleep in the couch. I cant believe this happened. She can never even leave my sight again. Oh... And they arrested evan.

I sat down on the edge of te couch by her feet though her bodyy was slgithly tucked in a ball. And she faced ghe inside of the couch.

"I'm so sorry this had to happen. I feel so awful. You didnt trust him and I shouldve listened and kept you home." I knew she couldnt hear me. "I hate you getting hurt, I'm just glad it wasnt so bad this time baby. I wish your life was fine, and people werent so goddamn awful." I whispered. I wiped the tears that fell down my face. "I just wish everything was okay...all the time." I whispered. I got up, then walked to her head and kissed her forehead softly. Then I sat on the ground, and I fell asleep against the couch.

When I woke up, that beautiful fiance wasnt there. "Taylor!" I called. No answer.

"TAYLOR!" I yelled, louder.

"What?!" she called. Upstairs. That's all I need to know. A minute later she came down the stiars, no makeup. a t-shirt and sweats, and her wet hair falling over her shoulders. "What?" She asked, smiling.

"I was wondeing where you were." I smiled lightly.

She laughed that beautiful laugh that always made me smile. "In the shower." She answered.

"Yeah I get that." I nodded, laughing and pulling her into my arms. "Ok I have to go record. And it won't take that long. Unless... you wanna come?" I asked, smiling. Truth being that I didn't want her out of my sight.

She grinned at me. She had the cutest dimples in the world. And those crinkles by her eyes... I'm so lucky I was blessed with the most beautiful girl in the world.

"How did I get so lucky?" I asked her, smiling.

"Huh?" she asked, confused.

"To have you, in my life." I told her. She smiled, as I grabbed her by the waist and kissed her. She smiled into my lips, making me have to pull away because it was hard to kiss her smiling lips.

"I'll come, lets go." She said. I led her out.

~Harry's POV~

Taylor and Niall walked into te studio. Aw she looked so cute. I mean I know she's his of course, and I was a dick to her. They were adorable together anyway. And me and her were like best friends.

She came and sat with me while he went to record. "How you feeling kiddo?" I asked.

"I'm actually a lot better. Thanks to a nap, and painkillers." She laughed, a very nice laugh.

"Good." I smiled. We could hear Niall singing from in here.

"He's really good." She said and turned to me. "That makes one of you.." She traded. I scoffed and shoved her off of the couch. She hit the Ground and frowned, getting up and sitting next to me. I laughed and pulled her over. As soon as Niall finished he grabbed her hand and led her out.