Hatred [Haylor AU]

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CHAPTER 22:
Skating with him

{UNEDITED}
Turns out I lived. I had managed to climb up the window with the help of the trees and my awesome skills in jumping. Kidding, I suck at jumping. . . I just happen to be lucky.

Hey, maybe I should try breaking in more often. I'm good at this.

"Woah, so this is what is looks like when the lights are turned off." I said taking over the view in front of me.

The usually crowded skating arena looks clean, even though I could definitely see water piling up on top of the ice.

And honestly it looks gorgeous even if it's melted ice. The only turned on light was the yellow light at the end of the room.

The big disco ball on top of the skating arena started to spin, making the lights go wild.

I look at Harry's direction, he was working on how to turn this stuff on.

So apparently, he lied about knowing how to turn this on. He only knows where they were placed.

A loud sound was heard, it actually sounds like a car engine or something like that.

I felt the room cool a little bit, did he manage to turn it on? Genius.

"This is so cool," I awed.

"I'm not lending you my jacket," he said crossing his arms.

"I mean the view, dickhead!"

I felt myself feel a little bit cold, I thank Harry and that weird girl for wetting my clothes.

"Incase you started acting all whiny," he said placing his hands on his pocket.

"You're such a jerk!"

"A very hot jerk indeed," he said arrogantly.

"Whatever floats your boat, asshole!"

"Babydoll, you're such a dork!"

"Asshole, you're a pain in the ass."

"Thank you."

"Talking to you is a waste of time! Can we just go to the part where we skate?"

"If you want to fall then sure. The arena is still wet."

"That's even more great. We won't have to use skating shoes. We can use our shoes."

"You're using heels, Taylor Swift."

"There's always a first try in everything right? Plus, I can't skate with skating shoes."

"You can't skate in heels either."

"Which is why I'm skating! Oh, where's the enthusiasm? Where's the spirit?"

"You, Taylor Alison Swift, are the craziest woman I've ever met! And I never thought I would admit this but I'm glad I met you. What are we waiting for? Let's go."

I smiled, a genuine smile. A real smile. I don't know why nor how, but him calling my name made me smile, and the fact that he's happy he met me made my lips grow even wider.

"Off we go!" I said enthusiastically.

The skating arena is still wet, which made it really slippery. The cold breeze hit my bare legs, I hold onto Harry's chest.

He held my back, guiding me across the arena. It was good, we were in a slow speed.

My right hand intertwined with his left hand, his other hand on my back.

It feels so perfect, it feels like the spotlight were directed to us. We were dancing, people watching and cheering for us.

I couldn't help but imagine us as a couple trying to win a skating competition. I couldn't help but imagine we were meant to be.

Yes, I would usually say ew.

Honestly, the moment is too perfect right now. I have no intentions on ruining it. Just us. Me and him plus my wet shirt and honestly I'm starting to shiver a little.

So turns out, skating in heels isn't so bad, it's not hard. It actually works like shoes. Admit it people. Heels is love, heels is life.

Anyone who said heels are uncomfortable, certainly just don't know how to wear it right.

. . . Or maybe because I've been using it since I was 13 years old and I am proud to say that I am in love with heels.

If boys have cars as their babes, heels are mine.

I shake my thoughts away, directing my attention to Harry.

"Heels are actually better than shoes," I said.

"You just haven't tried shoes. I don't understand how you girls use that thing."

"That's just because you're lame."

"Babydoll, you just have to say please if you want me to buy you shoes."

I scoff looking away from him. Egoistic, narcissistic and cocky jerk. All in one.

We went back to skating, none of us talked. Enjoying the feeling of the cold breeze.

"This feels really great," I said breaking the silence.

"Yes, it does. Aren't you cold?"

"Of course, I'm in shorts and I'm using a sleeveless top and not to mention it's half-wet."

Without saying any words, he place his black jacket on me. Making me feel the warmth from it, the smell of him quickly hitting my nose.

For once, I actually like how he smelled.

"Thank you." I said sweetly.

"The pleasure is mine, babydoll."

"I thought you said you're not going to borrow me."

"I don't want to carry you to the hospital either."

"Do you have to be an asshole all the time?"

"I love you too, babydoll."

"I hate you."

"Be careful babydoll, you might fall for me." He said in his raspy voice making my heart stop a bit.

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