Harry's POV
I grabbed my phone and looked for Taylors number.Should I call her, or text her? I looked at the clock and it said 12:35 NN. She's probably asleep right now. I decided to text her.
Message To Taylor ;):
Hey Taylor, um, I'm so sorry
message To Taylor ;):
Taylor please don't believe anything you see on the internet. Please
Message To Taylor ;):
Taylor.... I love you. I'm sorry :(
Message To Taylor ;):
Taylor, I am so sorry. Please believe me. I really do love you. Please :(
I knew she wasn't going to reply. She's probably still asleep. It was worth the risk. I knew she wasn't going to forgive me. But why did I even kiss Emma back? This is all my fault. I fucking hate my self.
Louis' POV:
I heard sobs in Harrys room. Harry, sobbing? I ran upstairs and knocked on Harrys closed door. I pushed the door open and saw Harry sitting on his bed. His feet were flat on the floor. His hands covered his face. The tips of his fingers clutched his hair in such a violent way. I saw traces of tears on his cheeks. His shirt was wet of tears.
"Harry..." I knelt down infront of him.
He just kept crying. I took his phone which was on the floor across his bed. It was near the wall. I think he threw it. The screen of his phone was full of cracks and it was so broken in an undescribable way. He definitely threw it. I went back to Harry.
"Harry, what's wrong?" I asked him.
He shook his head.
I saw his Macbook on the floor. I walked to it. It was closed, but it wasn't broken. I opened it and saw a picture of Harry and Emma kissing.
"Harry..? What would you do, now?" I tried talking to him again.
"I don't know." He says, his voice muffled by his shirt.
"You guys should talk." I said as I walk to him.
"How? We stay here for a week. I can't go back there." He says.
"Harry, I heard she was coming here, in Australia I mean. This coming Sunday." I heard this from Taylors friend, Abigail.
"She is?" He finally looks up at me.
"Yes."
"I can talk to her then.."
"Yeah."
"Thank you, Louis."
"Anything for you, mate."
I got up and left the room. I shut the door behind me. I expected not to hear Harry cry again, but I was wrong. He cried. The whole day. He was locked up in his room for a whole day. I don't now what he's doing in there. But I would bring him food, when it's time for a meal. The other boys don't know what's going on. I was the only one who knew what was going on between Harry and Taylor. No one asked about Harry, knowing I wouldn't answer them anyways.
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Begin Again (A Haylor fanfic)
FanfictionTaylor had broken up with Jake and the damage Jake caused Taylor was HUGE and who was a shoulder Taylor could cry on for eight months? Harry. It turns out Harry had always had feelings for Taylor. But does Taylor like Harry too? Maybe. She doesn't k...
