Taylor's POV
How stupid of me to treat him that way. I just didn't want false hopes. He already gave me tons of that, there is no way that he'd want to be with me. But if he still does, then I am up for a challenge. I want him to earn my respect and trust again.
I sometimes want to hear and feel his explanation if ever he'd want to do it again, I'd accept him. I admit, I am regretting about how could I let our moment on the school ground get ruined by my fear of losing him in my life again. I'd like to have the position where I can get to choose what I want to happen, turns out I only ruined the situation.
The next day's feel so low. I still get random texts for an unknown number but I now I was sure it wasn't Harry, I already changed his name. I am sure it wasn't him anymore. And I feel so tired of things that I couldn't save, I hope he doesn't give me what I need.
I don't need space anymore, he's given me a lot space and time. I want him back but he needs to earn me, the whole me. My trust, my time, my respect and my value.
But still, I miss him.
Shall I send a text? Should I? Must I?
Nah, forget it. I'll wait.
I'll be waiting.
Today's a Sunday, but I have no plans other than going to church and attend a mass. Maybe I'll stop by the mall to shop for my own graduation present. My parents already left the city for they also have a trip outside the country, more like a vacation. Believe me, they barely had one. It's about time they went, besides they thought I still had classes during this time so, they didn't include me.
It's a real bummer I didn't get to be with them but im happy.
I get to plan my own vacation, by myself. Which reminds me, I should get started with it.
Grabbed my journal and planned my vacation checklist.
DESTINATION: AFRICA
DATE OF DEPARTURE:
1. PASSPORT
2. VISA (If needed)
3. PLANE TICKET
4. HOTEL RESERVATION
(photo from google)
5. COMPANION
6. TRANSPORTATION
I googled my possible resort and there. I saw it. My dear, sun city international resort.
I messaged my best friend, Selena.
To Sel: Hey, planning to go to Africa 2 weeks from now, wanna join me?
All I have to do it wait for her reply.
*beep**beep*
from Sel: can't love. Justin and I are going to Macau. You should try Harry though. Im quite sure he'll definitely go with you, THIS INSTANT. Xoxo.
And there's my answer. She and Justin are not coming with me.
I'm still going. Even though I am alone. Can't drag Harry into this yet. Well, can I?
We'll see.
I typed my reply and hit the send button.
To Sel: U guys enjoy. See you soon. And oh, you'll see
Harry's POV
I've been sitting here whole day trying to figure out what comes after this line from a song that I am currently writing.
"maybe you're the one, maybe you're the one, walking down the aisle. I will keep you warm, I will keep you warm here for a little while ....."
yes. You've guessed it right; this song is for Taylor. I'm not going to ask her to get married but, I just want her back. I've got to set things straight; I'll just write a few things I should do to earn her trust again.
1. Buy her, her favorite latte and write notes.
2. Keep sending her quotes through text messages.
3. Email her favorite author to greet her on social media.
4. Leave flowers on her doorstep.
5. .
I don't know what to do with number five. But I'll start this on a Monday. Which is tomorrow.
Monday. March 6.
My way to her place and left what I had to leave. A tulip and a note.
"a drop of tear, its way to you.
No amount of time would count all my feelings towards you. xx"
After leaving it all, I left, not just as yet. I went to the nearest corner and hid, took a video of her getting it. I can see her smile and her happiness flowing while looking and reading the note and smelling the flower.
I felt genuinely happy.
Oh how I love to make you happy.
Taylor's POV
MONDAY. I had it all planned. My trip was finally coming true. No companions, which I'm okay with. I was completely and utterly fantasizing about my trip when my doorbell rang. I didn't order pizza or anything, no sleepovers were planned. I rushed to the door to open and to see what's or who's outside my door.
could it be someone im expecting too see?
I opened the door only to see a tulip and a note. i read it, i couldn't help myself but smile.
i texted him.
TO: frappe
thank you. x
sent.
wait what?
why was there a kissmark?
shucks.
i sent harry a kiss mark.
what in the world did i just do?
I've been here the whole day, waiting for a reply from him but i got none.
oh my god.
did i just assume again?
what on earth?
nah. i did get it all wrong.
maybe it's not him.
*beep**beep*
FROM: frappe
Hey Tay, for what?
fuck. i am doomed.
