Distance, Timing, Breakdown, Fighting. Silence.

My take on Harry and Taylor's relationship and breakup, through analysis of their albums and general knowledge and interviews,their personalities, etc. I cannot emphasise this enough, this is my opinion and my ramble. None of this is confirmed.

a haylor fanfic on love and hate, processed through one's mouth harry's mouth, on taylor's. - #3 on haylor #36 on break • gorgeous cover by @bubiska •

a haylor timeline of their relationship! disclaimer: if you're coming to this book to comment haylor is fake or something rude, don't waste your time. they both have confirmed they're friends and are on good terms. and if i'm not updating, that means there's nothing going on between haylor right now.

// "When you're in love with your lost best friend, wish can only be your only hope" //

The one in which Taylor needs a ride home and Harry seems to be the only one around. (Loosely based on Halsey's song Drive)

Taylor Alison Swift. A Single Mother raising her kid alone. She was doing everything in her power to provide her kid a better future. Even if it meant dancing in the club in front of hungry Men and Women who wanted her for her flesh and for not what lies underneath it. A broken heart full of gold surrounded by the walls of cold hard stone. Taylor never let anyone enter her life or cared about anyone except her baby boy, Jace but it all changed when a curly brown haired Goof entered her life changing everything. The stone walls came tumbling down and the broken heart was uncovered, will Harry be able to fix the broken heart? Will he be able to numb all the pain from Taylor's past? Will he be able to love her and her baby like they deserve? Or Will Harry's past ruin everything? ¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤¤ ''Don't blame me.. '' Taylor whispered in the cold air which was surrounding her body like the ocean surrounding the sinking Titanic. There was no one to hear her broken whisper. No one. All her life she was blamed, for the deeds she never even did. For the crimes she never even committed. For the words she never even spoke. Once again, She was left alone in the dark, but the different was that this time it was her choice to be alone. She chose to get hurt. She chose to get hurt and to hurt, hurt the very person she loved. Hurt the very person who helped her fix up her broken heart. Who filled her and her baby's world with happiness that was beyond their reach. But all she could whisper was, ''Don't blame me.'' ¤¤¤¤¤¤ Cover Credit-- @MyBlindOptimism13

This Love left a Permanent Mark

I want to die. No, not that, I want to feel the sensation of death. I want to know what it's like for after death. I've always been intrigued by it ever since I was five. I watched a movie where a kid can see dead people and the person helping him is already gone. Is that's what's it's like? Do you not know if you're dead or not? My best friend Marnie committed suicide last week and today was her funeral. As I am sad, I'm also jealous. She knows what it's like to be dead, she can answer all of our questions, yet she can't because she is gone forever. Does it hurt more after the death, or does the death hurt the most and it's all rainbows and butterflies after. I'm not depressed, nor am I suicidal. I don't think I've ever been, I thought I was just thinking like everyone else does. Marnie told me I go too deep, she said as deep as an ocean and I've tried to swim to the bottom. I don't mean to be deep, I'm just curious.

~Spin-off to my Jelena Fanfic Runaway Love~ After Taylor hears the news of Selena running off to Paris with Justin, her heart shatters. Even though Taylor knows she should be over Justin, she isn't. To help heal her heart, Taylor tries doing her own way of dating. It doesn't work out the way she plans. She then falls in love with someone she never thought she would fall in love with. ~Make sure to check out Runaway Love(Jelena Fanfic)*Part 2*~