A month later, and the assignment was finally finished, but Harry hadn’t spoken a single word to Taylor since their argument. She wasn’t sure how they had even finished the assignment with Harry giving her the silent treatment, but she could breathe a sigh of relief now that it was over, hoping she wouldn’t have to deal with him anymore. But in her mind she was still running around in circles just thinking about Harry. There was something about him that she couldn’t seem to shake off and it somehow attracted her to him in an unusual way. When she was around him, she felt completely frustrated with every word he spoke, but at the same time she caught herself just staring at him sometimes. In a way she didn’t want him out of her life; she had known him for such a short amount of time and knew next to nothing about him, yet she still found herself thinking about him occasionally and wondering why the guy she thought she hated is clouding her thoughts.
She was ecstatic that she had gotten closer to Niall; she had also formed an unlikely friendship with the other girl in their group, Selena. Taylor had discovered they had quite a lot in common and she was relieved and happy to finally have found someone she could get along with so easily.
Taylor had started to regret her decision to stay back after school to finish her music assignment; the storm outside was getting worse as the afternoon went on and she knew it had gotten to the point where she wouldn’t be able to get home until the storm had passed. The rain was pounding down and the thunder was so loud that she jumped every time. She couldn’t hear anyone in the hallways so she assumed she was alone, which scared her slightly. She didn’t mind rain, but storms terrified her. She knew she should have gotten home before it had gotten this bad, but she had become so distracted and absorbed in her music that she had completely zoned out.
Her pen was rapidly writing across the page when she looked up to see Harry strolling through the door, a guitar strung over his body, the look on his face turning from blank to annoyed and slightly confused when he spotted her.
“What are you doing here? It’s like seven at night.” Taylor shrugged, not fazed by Harry’s presence and somewhat attitude.
He didn’t let the unwanted company in the room stop him from sitting down and pulling his guitar out of the case as he started to strum on the strings. Taylor watched on curiously, becoming distracted from her writing as she tried to recognize the tune he was playing.
“You’re really good.” The compliment slipped out of Taylor’s mouth without a second thought, but there was no way she wanted to take it back. She watched as his fingers moved the pick in his hands perfectly over the strings. He only looked up for a second, and Taylor thought she may have even spied a smile, but he was soon back focused on his guitar. Taylor played guitar herself and always found it something that she felt so connected with. Taylor tried to get back to her song writing, but she couldn’t help but steal glances at Harry every so often. She was much too distracted to write, and all of a sudden she felt like she couldn’t be in the same room with him anymore. Harry had noticed Taylor’s sudden change of attitude but didn’t let it disturb him until she dashed out of the room without warning. He was confused to say the least… he hadn’t said anything wrong, had he? He hadn’t said anything at all, actually. He sighed, wondering if he should follow her. He really didn’t understand girls whatsoever sometimes.
He continued playing his guitar until the lightning outside made a loud bang, hitting something as the lights all went out, the school completely pitch black. Shit. Harry thought to himself, knowing full well Taylor wouldn’t have gotten very far down the hallway.
“Harry?” Taylor tried to make her way back to the music room, guiding herself along the wall before bumping into someone, jumping as she squealed a little. When she realized it was Harry, she was slightly embarrassed. She wasn’t usually this much of a girl, but she hated storms, even more when the power went out.
