Baby Styles (Haylor fanfiction) {COMPLETED}

Ch. 10 Suffering

HARRYS POV.

I looked over at Taylor. Sleeping peacefully beside me. Its midnight and I couldn't sleep. But, could you blame me? It's been one month since Darcy died. One long, hard month. I guess I'm dealing with it the way other people do, but Taylor, well, that's different. She hasn't gone back to her house. She cant. It remind her of Darcy to much. All her stuff is there. Her crib, toys, clothes, all of witch she never got to use. She stays at my house. Every night she wakes up screaming. Nightmares. I'm always by her side, holding her and lulling her back to sleep. I soon felt my eyes close as I drifted into sleep.

"AHHHH!" I heard Taylor scream. I jumped up and wrapped my arms around her.

"Shh Taylor its okay. It was just a dream." I held her in my arms as she sobbed into my shoulder. I looked over at the clock and saw it was afternoon.

"Hey, I have an idea. How about tonite we get you out of the house, yeah? We can go to a club and just chill. Get your mind off things." I said to her. She looked up at me and I wiped the tear streaks off her cheeks.

"I don't know Harry...." She trailed off.

"Cmon it'll be fun."

"I guess." She said sighing.

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TAYLOR'S POV.

I got in the shower and let the hot water hit my back. I was kinda worried about tonite. Its been a month since I've gone anywhere. I just don't have the want to go anywhere. I washed my body and got out of the shower wrapping a towel around my body. I dried off and put on a little black dress. I curled my hair and walked downstairs adding a little makeup to my face.

"Wow." Harry said as I got to the bottom of the steps. I blushed.

"You like then?" I said giggling. He shook his head dazed and I opened the door walking outside.

*At the club*

We walked in and I walked over to the counter sitting down at the counter. Harry followed and sat next to me.

"You need a drink Taylor." He told me.

"I'll get a diet coke." I replied.

"No, you need a real drink."

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"Fine." I said giving up. "But juts one." That one drink soon turned into 8 and me and Harry were long gone.

"Lets go." He slurred. I got up and followed him to the car. We somehow got home without a scratch. We walked upstairs and he pinned me against the wall.

"I've been waiting to do this for so long." He said crashing his lips to mine. I kissed him back. Soon we were on the bed him on top of me. Then that Innocent kiss went to something else.

Sorry that sucked I just have to have that in there for the rest of the story to make sense. So what do you think about them now? Should they be together? No? Maybe not yet? Well if you think this story is starting to get boring, you're so wrong. Its about to get real crazy here pretty soon.