My
One and Only Love
Chapter 20
Taylor's POV
After rehearsal ended we hung out backstage
and ate dinner.
"So, now are you ready to give up Harry?"
"No, I'm not going to kiss you until you kiss me. I am
strong. I can do this."
"Who are you trying to convice? Yourself?" I said
laughing
"No, just stating the facts." We were sitting alone
now in the room. The boys went in all different directions.
Louis to call Eleanor, Niall to find some food, Liam to start
getting ready, and I wasn't quite sure where Zayn went.
That didn't matter, Harry and I were left to be with each
other and that's all that counted.
"You know, these past few weeks I have really felt like
I've seen the real Harry. Not Harry Styles that guy from
One Direction with a deep voice. People missjudge you"
"How's that?"
" Well, for one thing a lot of people sterotype you as the
guy with the deep voice, who talks really slow and has a dirty
mind. Which I have come to realize, while you may talk deeply
and slowly and you have a dirty thought every once in a while,
but you are just a simple romantic guy looking for his place in
the world"
"And you, you Taylor are more than a girl to me. When you
smile my heart skips a beat. When you laugh, it's like
music to my ears. When we kiss I don't want it to ever end.
I've never felt so stronly for anyone." At this point
we were sitting on the couch cuddling. I stood up and took his
hand. I hugged him as tightly as possible. I was falling in
love with him. I was really falling hard for him, nothing would
stop me from being with him forever. I whispered into his ear
" You know I've always tried to live and find love by
this quote ' I don't need someone perfect, I just need
someone perfect for me'"
"How's that worked out so far" He whispered
back
"I think I finally live by it"
"You glad you do?"
"So glad" Harry and I just held each other for what
felt like forever, I wish it were forever. Just as I almost
couldn't help myself and I almost kissed him, Zayn walked
in. Zayn. Zayn, the boy with the deep brown eyes, who's
voice I melt at the sound of. Zayn the boy who said he wants
me. Zayn the boy I would have gone for before I met Harry.
Secretly I still wanted him, I didn't know why. What I have
with Harry is so perfect. Why would I ever waste it? What
I am holding in my arms right in this moment is so perfect. He
was made for me, and I was made for him. I only want Zayn
because I can't have him. Or at least I think so. I mean I
guess I could have him, but that would mean losing Harry. Harry
the best thing that's ever happened to me. I wasn't
about to ruin that. No way. My thoughts were interrupted by
Harry.
"Love are you alright?"
"Yeah why?"
"I said I've got to go to wardrobe and I asked if you
wanted to come?"
"Yeah let's go, sorry I was distracted"
"You're alright though?"
"Yes, Harry I'm perfect. You're perfect for me,
we're perfect" I kissed his cheek. "That
didn't count. It wasn't on the lips"
"In that case, this doesn't count" He said
kissing my cheek.
"It only didn't count for me"
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah, cause I'm special" I ran down the hall as
fast as I could trying to find a place to hide. Harry chased
after me. He caught me, picked me up and spun me around in the
air.
"You are special alright" I couldn't stop
giggling.
"HARRY!! PUT ME DOWN!! HAHAH" He slowed to a stop and
just looked at me for a moment.
"What?"
"You're just so beautiful that's all" Then he
took my hand and we headed down to wardrobe.
"Where should I be during this show Haz?"
"I'd love it if you were in the audience opeing night.
It would mean a lot to me"
"I will be right there watching you honey"
"I'll be singing to you the entire time love"
"I'll be singing right back to you.. even though I
can't sing. haha"
"I'm sure it's not that bad"
"No Harry, it's really awful. I like to sing, I do.
I'm just no good at it"
"What are your dreams?"
"My dreams?" I hadn't really thought about it
since high school when I wanted to move out to London.
"Well my dream was to move out to London and model. Which
is what I did. My dreams for the future, are get married to the
love of my life, have children and grow old with my husband. I
use to have this dream to be a singer until I realized I sucked
and it really wouldn't happen for me. Then again I tried
singing songs that were too big for me. That's the sort of
music I like. Where a person can pull out all the different
notes and harmonies and create such a beautiful magical
tone."
"You've thought this through a lot haven't
you?"
"Not really. I just thought of that all now"
"Regardless of if you don't think you can sing. Sing
tonight anyways. I wanna see my baby sing the words back to
me"
"I think I can do that for you"
"I'm gonna go change" He said as the wardrobe
lady handed him some clothes.
"Me too. See you in a few"
"You brought clothes?"
"I thought I might need em"
"You're so good at planning"
"I try" I had brought a simple black strapless dress
that flowed out from the waist down and ended at my knees. I
wore pink sparkly heels with some black trim and I carried a
simple pink handbag. I did my hair and make-up quickly and I
was all ready. Since my hair was naturally curly I just put it
up into a fancy fun and just touched up my make-up. I went into
the dressing room again. Harry was standing there in a blazer,
a light blue undershirt and black pants. He looked so hot.
"You look- wow" He said
"Thanks, you look pretty wow yourself"
"Yes, yes we are all beautiful" Louis said
sarcastically. "Now let's get ready for a show
boys!" I kissed Harry on the cheek and wished the boys
good luck. After that I went out and I sat with security in the
front. Girls everywhere were screaming and yelling. It was
complete chaos. I tried best to bled in and not be seen. Which
was hard because they notice everything. Once one notices they
all know about it. That's how Directioners
work.