Chapter 11- continued.

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Taylor's Pov:

I couldn't do this. I couldn't. I was slouching on the bathroom floor, hurling up my guts into the toilet. I felt awful. The pictures of Harry holding these girls like he held me made me physically sick. I wanted my best friend. I needed Karlie.

Harry's Pov:

I looked around. I looked for Poppy everywhere, she was gone. I searched but couldn't find her. I instantly was hit with guilt. What have I done? The air around me seemed to disappear and my chest tightened. I ran to where my friend was I didn't know what to do or say. I started to cry.

Tom: Harry what's up mate?
H: w-what have I-I done?

He stuttered out his words, crying harder after each letter.

Tom: Harry pal what's going on?
H: I kissed her. I fucking kissed her.
Tom: So what? You're single. I thought you were over Taylor. You don't need people like her in your life Harry.
H: I proposed to her yesterday. She's in the villa. I left her. Alone. I haven't called in hours. What- I can't breathe.
Tom: fuck, Harry. What have you done.
H: I need to go. I need to hold her.
Tom: you've done enough damage Harry. Just wait til the morning. Til you sober up.

Taylor's pov:

*on the phone to karlie*

T: Karlie...?
K: Yes?
T: I'm coming home, will you be there when I land I really need you right now.
K: Of course I will be, look I'm sorry I didn't tell you-
T: -Karls honestly stop. You were in an impossible position. It's me. I'm blind. I thought I knew.
K: don't blame yourself baby, text me before you fly, I'll be there waiting.

I packed up all of my things, I left a note on the table with the broken ring next to it. It read: 'to forever.'

I boarded the boat that took me from the island to the main land. I could see paparazzi were taking pictures of me, I didn't care. I didn't care about anything right now. I sat with my head down, looking at my blue sundress. Twirling my fingers through one another. I had my phone in my hand. I had a load of messages and notifications on Twitter but I didn't care to look at them. I opened the tweet box and wrote, '...'til you put me down.' I pressed send and held my head in my hands.

Before you say. I know this chapter sucks. And I'm sorry for failing everyone, I know the story
is getting worse. I'm trying so hard. Sorry for letting you down.

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