Never Let This Go *Paramore*

Chapter Twenty-Eight: So Close

"I've been looking in the mirror for so long,

That I've come to believe my souls on the other side,

All the little pieces falling shattered,

Shards of me too sharp to put back together,

Too small to matter,

But big enough to cut me in to so many little pieces if I try to touch her,

And I bleed. I bleed,"

Breathe No More; Evanescence

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Hayley's P.O.V.

Honestly, I'm completely terrified to stay here by myself now. My body is in a serious amount of pain and I am very weak. Taylor carried me to the couch and now I'm laying down and trying to rest. He patched up my arm too, because it was bleeding heavily. "T," I call from the couch. He walks in from the kitchen he is still cleaning up and stands next to the couch.

"Yeah?" he asks playing with my hair. I sit up on the couch, using a lot of my strength, and pat the couch for him to sit next to me. I smile at him and he gives me a confused look. "What?" I don't say anything, I just pull myself up more and lean in to kiss him. It lasts a little while, but I pull away. "You're a confusing person," he tells me quietly. I giggle and pull him in again, this time for longer. I notice how he carefully avoids touching my left cheek where Baylie hit me. It makes me smile even more into the kiss. "Just so you know, you put us all in a group chat so I told Jeremy and Kat I could handle this and they aren't showing up any time soon," Taylor informs me after we pull away for air.

"Oh really, Mr. York?" I ask him implying a million different things.

"Yes really, Ms. Williams," he responds pulling me into another kiss. Taylor stays with me, us both watching The Walking Dead repeats together to catch him up. I'm using his shoulder as my pillow, and his arm is around me, keeping me safe. I wish it could be like this more often; so simple and happy.

"Taylor? We never told the fans about us, or like anything," I tell him.

"Well then lets do that," he says. I reach for my phone on the coffee table when a sharp pain travels quickly up my back and straight into my neck. My stomach doesn't agree either. I let out a tiny yell and reach for my back. "Hey, woah, sit back," T tells me helping me to move back. He grabs my phone for me and hands it to me. I make the effort to kiss his cheek as a thank you, and I go to my Instagram. Tons of notifications pop up and I open a new post.

Hey guys, despite the Tumblr post a while ago, Taylor and I are officially together, I hope that's okay. I'm so sorry about what was on Tumblr, because a lot has happened since then and Taylor was always there for me. I hope you can respect our decisions. On another note, due to a lot of personal problems, Paramore is going to have an announcement soon regarding events soon to occur or not to occur. Xoxo

The picture I used was a picture of Paramore, the three of us last year as a throwback. I hand it to Taylor for his approval. "Announcement?" he asks confused.

"I think we should play a few extra shows for the fans as an apology. A mini tour," I tell him with a smile. He giggles and nods.

"Okay, yeah, a mini tour. It's not like we can avoid working forever, anyway," he says. "I'll text Jeremy,"

After Jeremy agrees to it, I send the post and put my phone on the coffee table wincing in pain from my back and stomach again. "Hayley, did she hurt your back or your stomach too?" he asks me helping me to lay down.