Here Without You

Chapter 5:

Chapter 5

•Taylors POV•

The brisk late September air meets me as I exit my dance lessons. New leg of the RED tour means new dance moves, gotta switch it up! My phone buzzes in my pocket with a new text message from my new costar, Brenton Thwaites. We had really hit it off, he's a very sweet guy. I could easily see us as fitting well together, but there's that constant issue of my past.

From: Brenton:)

Hey Tay! I was wondering if you wanna grab some icecream by the LA pier tonight?

Oh. Is this a date? Not that I'm refusing. This would be great for me... I guess. Someone to help me ease out of my memories with Harry. Plus, Brenton is a very well rounded guy, I doubt this is a date. He wouldn't date me. Just a friendly gesture to hang out but I wouldn't want to bring Hailee with me just in case he does think its a date.

To: Brenton:)

Yeah, sure! That'd be great, 5ish at the beach?

From: Brenton:)

Sounds like a plan;)

I swear if he keeps this up, I would think he likes me. Though I'm not ready to move on honestly. Something keeps pulling me back even though I want to keep moving forward.

I examine myself in the walk-in closet mirror, the only clothing covering is a pushup bra and underwear. I suck in my stomach and stand straight to attempt to appease myself with no success. There goes my self confidence again, plummeting ever since i had started dating him and his fandom. Since I'm not sure if this is officially a date, I wear a white sundress with my hair and bangs straightened, creme slip ons with a small heel, and some light makeup. A bit of smokey eye and I'm pleased with how I look for once.

I flop on the black leather to try to pass the time until I have to leave to meet Brenton. Its only 3:30 now so I'll leave at 4:30 or something, its only a short walk but with fans it might extend a little. A new message blinks on my phone screen, the familiar name I've seen way too many times pop up.

The one person I didn't exactly want to hear from.

Harry.

I had blocked his number but had given up and unblocked it after the VMAs, just I'm case he wanted to get up with me. And now that he has, I wish the opposite.

All that it reads is a link to a video. Cautiously, I follow the link to a youtube video that is entitled 'Apology/cover by harry styles'

My fingers up the volume as I watch intently the screen in front of me.

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The tears threaten to spill over my eyelids as it finally comes to a brief end. The Script and The Fray were our bands we listened to, the songs we'd sing to eachother. And I hadnt even noticed how painfully transparent If You Ever Come Back is to our relationship. He had obviously taken noticed and even stuck up for me.

Boy problems just went from 0-2 in about one hour. Speaking of one hour, I have to leave soon. Now I really hope this isn't a date. I need to scream at myself and talk myself out of this situation with Harry. He tore up my heart and I was left with nothing but music.

I toss my small leather side-purse around my shoulder and begin walking down Broadway. My butterflies in my stomach stirs with nervousness. I'm going to have to friend-zone him for now. I cant date another guy, not yet, not now.

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