Chapter 17

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[A/N]: Hey what's up everyone! I can't believe I got back all of my tests papers already haha..sorry for not uploading for almost a month. I'm quite free now so I should upload it. Chapter 17 is just a short chapter but I really have writer's block sometimes especially now. Anyway, don;t forget to Vote, Fan and Comment!:)

Chapter 17

Claire's POV

I knocked on Taylor's door gently before I heard a reply. I opened the door slowly and saw Taylor on her bed with her guitar.

"Hey," I greeted her.

"Oh hey Claire!" She smiled and embraced me warmly.

"How are you?" I asked.

"I'm fine actually. How about you?" She answered.

"Yeah I'm good. I heard about you and Harry," I said.

"I don't want to talk about it now," she replied softly and looked down to the ground.

"Oh I'm sorry," I apologized. Then, I saw teardrops on the guitar and that's when I knew Taylor was crying. She was heartbroken, sad and weak. Her body seemed so frail and pale. Her veins on her hands were very obvious.

"I just don't know what to do Claire. I don't know. I really want Harry back but not when he broke my heart.." She tried to speak in between breaths.

"Taylor, you need to decide quickly. It's either you forgive him and get back with him or break up and leave him. You need to follow your heart not your mind and thoughts. Deep down in your heart, what are your feelings towards Harry? Do you think he really did it? From my own experience, Harry isn't that mean and he wouldn't do that so I'm helping you," I reassured her.

"You're such a nice person. Thank you Claire," she gagged. I patted her back and told her not to worry.

She played her guitar and tuned it at the same time without a tuner. Wow she was a guitar expert! She sang and wrote something down on a small notebook. I guessed she was writing new songs. After some time watching her, she sighed and closed her notebook. She placed the guitar on the bed and laid her head on the pillow. I felt so sympathetic for her. She was so stressed and tired of her life. For crying out loud, she’s only 23.

Hours past and Taylor's asleep on her bed safe and sound. I pulled the white sheet over her body slowly. I carried my handbag and pulled out my phone.

To Niall: Hey babe, I'm coming over:) xx

From Niall: Alright m'lady xx

I've decided on a plan. To try and get Taylor and Harry back together. I needed to do this to help my best friend. I couldn't stand seeing her like this. It was horrible.

I went out of Taylor's room and tiptoed to make sure I didn't make any sound. As I tiptoed down the stairs, I heard a cough. In the middle of the living room, stood Alesha crossing her arms. I jerked and almost fell, surprised at the presence of Alesha in the room.

"Hi.." I smiled and waved at her.

"Where do you think you're going?" Alesha asked slyly.

"Over to Niall's house," I told her.

"So you can tell the boys about what I told you so that Harry and Taylor can get back together?" She questioned me.

"What? No of course I'm just doing a good job as a girlfriend," I told her and scrunched up my nose.

"So you're Niall's girlfriend? Alright then. Be back here by 11 or I'll not open the door for you," she informed me and flipped her hair.

What is wrong with her? She can't tell me what to do. This is my house and Taylor's. I can do what I want. Anyway, she's so dumb because I have a key with me. But I recalled what she said earlier about telling the boys what she said. So what if I told the boys? The boys would not believe her because Harry's there. He would say that she's telling lies. And what if she really lied? I shook those thoughts out of my mind now. I walked towards my car and pushed the key into the ignition. The engine started and I drove to the boy's apartment. I didn’t realize that I was going at full speed until I looked at the speed meter. I pushed on the brakes and parked the car in the front of the apartment. I got out of the car, slammed the door and ran towards the building. I knocked on their apartment door and was met by the blonde Irish boy. I hugged him tightly and kissed him on his soft chubby cheek.

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"Come in," he ushered me into their apartment.

"What makes you come here?" Liam who was watching Toy Story 2 on the television asked me.

"I really need to tell you something guys. It's important. It's about Taylor and Harry," I informed them. As soon as Harry heard Taylor's name, he stood right up on the couch.

"What about them?" Louis asked.

"Do you guys know who Alesha is?" I asked hoping they would know so I don't have to explain everything all over again. I'm pretty sure Harry had told them about her.

"Yeah," All of them chorused.

"Harry, is it true you wanted to break up with Taylor in Nashville?" I questioned Harry a fast as I could.

"What? No of course! Did that bitch told Taylor that?! Huh?" Harry answered and started to get angry.

"I'm sorry Harry. I knew it. I knew she was lying. And yes she did tell Taylor that. Basically all the wrong information. Now Taylor's so upset and disappointed. She's so weak and frail," I replied. I covered my face with my hands because I didn't know what to do. I was willing to help Harry now that Alesha was lying.

"I need to see her. Right now," Harry said angrily on the verge of crying.

"No wait! Harry not now. She's not feeling well and she's asleep. You don't want to wake her up," I said.

"Why? Why is she doing that to me? What have I done? She screwed up our relationship. She freaking screwed it up!" He exclaimed while tears were trickling down his cheeks.

"I'm so sorry Harry," I said and calmed him down.

"You don't have to be sorry Claire. It's not your fault. And thank you so much. I really needed your help," he muttered softly.

"Anytime Harry. You know I'll help you when you need me," I patted his back.

The apartment was engulfed in silence except the sound of my boyfriend munching on chips at night. Everyone was doing their own thing. Harry was watching TV, Zayn was on his phone, Niall was eating as always, Louis was lying on Harry's shoulder while sleeping and Liam was focusing seriously on the movie. And then there's me watching them do different stuff. Sighing, I got up and headed towards Niall's room. I bounced on his bed and stretched my legs out with my arms behind my head.

Harry's POV

I ran my hands through my soft curls and huffed. Grabbing my phone from the table beside me, I checked the time. 9.30pm. Great. Ideas? Anything I could think of? I tried to think hard but nothing ended up in my head. Idiot me. Feeling of sloppiness and fatigue made me so weak and tired, sometimes regretting my decision to be a pop star but I tried to kick that though off my mind for now. I love my job, as a singer and a pop star. We get humongous amounts of fans from all over the planet. I slide my finger across the screen and began to stare at the white bird around a blue background icon. I gently pressed my finger on it. A page appeared. 36, 504 notifications. Wow. It's been a while since I've been on Twitter. There were so many things out there in the social network that you can't even catch up because there were too many. Many. I read through tweets that were sent to me. Some were nice and some were terrible. Then something caught my attention.

1Daregay: @Harry_Styles Harry how can you do this to Taylor?! She so innocent!! You are such a liar and a player you bitch!

A player?! I'm not a player. I don't choose girls for their looks and I don't constantly change my girlfriends. Why are people always accusing me for nothing? I searched for Taylor's Twitter account and saw her latest tweet.

@taylorswift13: Chillin' at home with my guitar. Alone:(

The tweet was attached with a picture of Taylor on her bed with her guitar on her lap.

I felt down and just wanted to cry. I miss Taylor a lot. She is so perfect. She was probably the best person I've ever met if I never get to meet her again. She was too good for me. Too good to even be my girlfriend. She deserved someone much better than me. Someone who didn't mess up relationships, who don't screw up people's life and someone who obviously not break her heart. She was so fragile. A little mistake and she is hurt. I got it. I'm such a terrible boyfriend. I've never thought about the consequences. I'm such a loser. That's it. I've made my decision. The best way to end all of this drama is to................break up with Taylor. A tear slid down my cheeks. A shiver ran down my spine. No. I can't do this. It's too hard. Shit.

I felt something warm wrapped around me. It was Louis hugging me.

“C’mon bro. I know it’s hard for you but you need to sleep and get some rest now,” Louis reminded me.

I nodded my head and thought about my decision to break up with Taylor. If I told Taylor I wanted to break up with her, she would most likely agree or cry which was the worst thing that could have happened. At the mean time, something that Claire told us made me want to wait just a little longer. I couldn’t just break up with Taylor. It was all because of Alesha. I needed to take revenge. I needed to make her regret whatever she had done. That bitch is going down…. I’ll make her cry like shit and asked us for forgiveness. But the problem was, how am I going to do that?

Alesha’s POV

I pulled my blouse down and slipped into my fluffy slippers. I finally felt so happy. My incredible plan was actually working just the way it was supposed to be. First, Taylor and Harry would have to break up. Then I can have Harry all to myself and I would be famous. It sounds so simple but I really wanted to be famous. Everything I’ve experienced in college just made me look like a coward. Just then, my phone ring tone distracted me from my thoughts. It was from Austin.

Austin: Hey Alesha, just wondering when you will be back? I miss you:)

I read the text message and rolled my eyes. Austin was just a pathetic boyfriend. Sometimes I felt sorry for him. He looked so innocent and obviously oblivious to the situation now. How could he actually blame Harry when he had never done anything? Silly Austin. It’s good that he was defending me instead of Taylor’s boyfriend.

To Austin: I’m not quite sure Austin but I’ll definitely be back soon:)

I wouldn’t be surprised if he wanted to break up with me. We weren’t actually meant to be together anyway. When I met him 6 months ago, I just thought that he was popular enough to make me popular too but instead he didn’t. Then, my phone buzzed once again. This time it was from Harry.

Harry: If you are going to ruin our relationship, you’ll regret it soon!

Harry actually thought that I would believe him? I’m not that stupid Harry. I’m smarter than you think. If this plan doesn’t work, I’ll have a backup plan. I’ll do anything I can to get the fame. I slipped my phone at the back of my brown leathered leggings’ pocket and smiled widely. Ooh..this is just the beginning Harry and Taylor. My plan starts from now….

[A/N]: I hope you enjoyed this chapter..I know it's kinda bad. Thanks for all the reads and votes! Kepp them coming! Fan me if you're awesome haha! 25 votes, 15 comments?

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