That's when they took him from me. A Harry Styles Fan Fiction.

Fifty - All I Want Is The Taste That Your Lips Allow.

TAYLA’S POV.

I’d gotten out of the hospital last week. No one really knew what was wrong and what happened to me. It was all one big question mark and no one really seemed to care anyway. Harry came is daily. I can’t say that I’ve fully forgiven him but I no longer hate his guts. I’m over that, definitely not holding grudges there’s too much to worry about. If you really think about it, so much effort goes into hating someone when you can really just grow up, what’s done is done. 

But sometimes I wonder what it would still be like if Niall was still here. Would we still be in a relationship even though Harry had come back? What would happen between Harry and Niall. Would Harry try to break myself and Niall up so that he could have me again? Who knew. There were so many questions and not a single one of them would be answered because Niall wasn’t here.

After staying in the hospital for two weeks, only being fully immersed in my thoughts, I’d really had enough. I was so sick of white and cringed as I walked through my front door only to be faced with the all too familiar colour of white, that was splattered delicately all over my living room walls. 

Louis carried my over night bag through the door and dumped it right by my overly big cappuccino coloured sofa. Zayn trudged in slightly after throwing himself across the sofa, making himself comfortable. Liam walked in casually after Zayn and threw himself on top of Zayn. While those two playfully punched each other I walked in, Harry trailing closely behind me. Zayn and Liam where sitting up on the couch now, their feet resting on the wooden coffee table that sat snugly in the middle of the creme coloured rug that sat in the middle of the room. I sat myself down next to Liam and Harry sat on the other side of me while Louis hurried off to the bathroom, grasping his crotch.

I was absolutely exhausted for a reason I couldn’t comprehend. I rested my head lightly on Liam’s chest as he wrapped his arm tightly around my waist, pulling me into his toned body as I snuggled up into his muscular chest, feeling all the more safe in the span of a second.

Zayn slipped a DVD into the player as Harry was texting mindlessly on his new phone. The familiar theme song of Liam’s favourite movie sang out of the stereo speakers that surrounded the cosy London flat. 

You’ve got a friend in me, oh you got a friend in me.

Liam’s body instantly tensed up as I craned my neck to see the childish expression that was plastered on his face, the resemblance of a little boy at a candy shop. He instantly started singing along to the all too familiar song and it didn’t take too long until we all broke out, singing the Toy Story theme song. 

Louis scurried back into the room, taking a seat next to Harry and cuddling up into his side. Harry had stopped texting on his phone and was beginning to pay attention to the movie that was playing smoothly on the DVD player. Zayn had snuggled up into Liam’s shoulder so that Liam was sandwiched in the middle of the two of us. 

It didn’t take long until my eye lids started to droop, only catching glimpses of woody and buzz who were only just getting to know each other. The last words I heard were “To infinity and beyond” before my eyes shut tightly as exhaustion suddenly overwhelmed my body, sleep succumbing me.

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HARRY’S POV.

She looked so peaceful as she slept on Liam’s shoulder. The way that he held her was so protective, like an older brother. His hand never left her waist and the loose curls that fell over her eyes swayed slightly as Liam’s breath hit it softly. Her chest rose and fell evenly as she sucked the air steadily through her slightly parted perfectly pink lips.