Can we do it all over again?

To the brits

Taylor's POV.

Almost two months, it's 20th February, well one and a half month.

Today's is Brits, ask me how I feel? I feel like bursting in to tears any time.

He didn't try to contact me, he didn't try to apologize, he didn't ask for another chance, he didn't promise not to talk to her again. He was the one who cheated he should have tried, And me?

Well there's not a single second I don't miss him, I have been in worst condition. I cry everyday and every night. I mean his arms, his soft kisses, the way he would wake me, and kiss my forehead every other second. He would hold me close. I can't see any couple dancing, I can't breathe if I hear his voice on radio. They don't know about us keep blasting in my ear and all I wanna do is die. Or hug him. I miss his touch.

I don't know how do I feel about seeing him today, I am glad I will see him after quite a long time, but I don't know if I am sad with him anymore, I do miss him but I miss the person he showed me he was. Not the person who had strippers in his birthday party. I was about to call to wish him, I almost did, thank god I didn't, he must have been enjoying at that time with strippers. I know he moved on, I know he doesn't care anymore.

I am gonna act the same way, I won't care for him, because all left for him is anger. I hate him for cheating on me, and for forgetting about me so soon, for talking to her and for not trying to apologize.

I am currently sitting in my car heading to the red carpet, I heard one direction are already inside the arena. I am glad, I don't want any awkwardness there, I will act strong and show the whole Britain I am strong .

Harry's POV.

One and a half month, no calls no texts. She tried nothing to be with me again, she was the one who left, she should have tried first.

My birthday passed waiting for her call, and the worst happened Grimmy invited strippers to make me happy, and I got ass drunk, I deserved to enjoy after having my birthday ruined waiting for her wish. What I did for her birthday? And she she couldn't even wish me. At last I decided to get drunk and do what my friends have planned for me, no matter what it took for a night I was in peace. I slept without crying and hoping she was with me, I didn't cry wishing I could kiss her one more time.

Most magical moment of my whole life is maybe the New Years kiss and it was my last is what kills me inside. I don't love her anymore, all I have is hatred for not trusting me enough and leaving me, for not trying to contact or at least wish me.

Rehearsing for Brits was something exciting I planned on bumping in to her and I imagined I don't know why but I imagined everything will be okay if once I saw her, but she avoided me. She rehearsed on the times we weren't there. I hate her for being so away from me. I hate her for leaving me and I hate her for making me feel that and this way, by that I mean all love, all my feelings for her, that happiness, great nights, all those kisses and hugs. And then by this I mean leaving me alone, all these sleepless nights and missing her touch, the way she cared, the way she was so delicate and scared of everything, the way she laughed na teased me, the way we moved with the music. I hate they don't know about us. I hate to hear her voice on every video.

Right now I am sitting here inside waiting for the Brits to start. And I know she might be out there on the red carpet but I don't care. I am happy and I will show it to the whole Britain.

(A/n so here's the first chapter :D of the sequel . I am glad you all wanted one and I hope I could do it better than the last one. This chapter is just a filler, it's to let you all know how they have been Nd how they are feeling when they be face to face after so long, I will post the next one soon. This chapter is dedicated to HOAlover for supporting me so much, for reading the other one direction fanfic and leaving amazing comments, thanks for the endless support, I love you)

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