I give Terrell one last kiss as he takes the brown box that says fragile out of my hands. He walked me to the door of Harry's apartment as Harry stood their.

"You know, you didn't have to do this. I could have just asked Harry to help." I ask into Terrell's ear keeping my eyes on Harry as he rolled his.

"What type of boyfriend would I be if I didn't? And plus I rather help instead of whatever his name is." I guess Harry heard what Terrell said and took offense to it because next thing you know, Harry's right in Terrell's face as the both exchange not so nice words.

"What did you say pretty boy?" Harry said in Terrell's face. But there was no fear in Terrell's eyes which surprised me.

"I fucking said I rather help instead if whatever his name is." Terrell spat back. My eyes shit tightly as my mind thought that there were going to be some punches thrown, but I was wrong. I instantly opened my eyes when I heard Harry chuckle.

"If you didn't know, my name is Harry Styles. Such as the curly haired green eyes boy. Such as the one out of the five one direction. Such as Ema's father. And... Such as Taylor's first love. So, if you didn't know who whatever his name is was before, now you do." Whoa.

"You may have been her first love, but I promise you, that I'm her last." Terrell looked Harry up and down as he walked toward me and kissed my lips entering his tongue into my mouth immediately just to make Harry jealous.

I pushed him off of me and gave him the famous death glare of mine. "Don't. You. Dare." I say low into Terrell's ear. I think it was very petty what the two of them just did. Who even knows, there could have been papas around recording or snapping pictures of the two of there little argument.

Once Terrell gets into his car and drive off, my attention moves to Harry who was smirking at me.

"What?" I spat rudely at him.

"You just look very beautiful, that's what." Well, that really took me by surprise. But I hope he doesn't think we're getting back together because we're not. That's a definite.

Harry takes the box from my hands and walks into the apartment with me following closely behind. Once my eyes scanned the apartment I was shocked.

This wasn't any apartment, what I had was a apartment. This, this was more of a mini Mansion.

"This is not a apartment Harry. It's a mansion." He dropped the box on the counter and looked at me, smirking.

"Nope. This is a apartment Tay." I took a seat on the couch as my hands found their way to my lap laying their awkwardly. My eyes scanned Harry as he sat next to me and looked at me and laughed.

"You know, this is your house too so you don't have to act like a guest." I blushed instantly at the fact that he knew I was acting weird and he knew exactly why.

"I don't know where anything is." I mumbled under my breath looking down at my hands. I immediately get pulled from the couch into Harry's arms.

"We'll let me show you around." I snatched my hand from his hold immediately as he touched me.

"You know it's not cheating if you touch my hand." He said walking up the stairs. "Fuck off." I spat at him. I wasn't in the mood for his smart ass comments. Especially if they had anything to do with Terrell.

Because if my ex Harry is know for anything, he's known for his obsessive thing about flirting. But his was different then when we were sixteen and fifteen. They were more..... Mature?

"Whoa, no need to be so mean Tay. I was just saying." He opened the first door as he gestured his hand for me to walk in. I rolled my eyes at Harry as I walked in and looked around a draw dropping bathroom.

"And... This is the bathroom." I twist my head to look at Harry who was holding the door open. I let out a small laugh. "Oh really? I didn't know that. I just thought it was a room that had a shower and toilet." I stuck my tongue out at him. Harry walked to me and laid his hand on my shoulder.

"Well, now you know it's not a room with just a toilet and shower. It's called a bath. Room." He said bathroom like I was a alien from out of space learning how to speak this language. I hit Harry's arm playfully as I walk out and open the next door across from the bathroom.

My eyes scan the bedroom. It was big and beautiful. The view from the window was amazing and the bed was huge with a giant flat screen television.

"I hope this is my room." I whisper under my breath.

"It is." My body jumps up from the sound of Harry's voice as he said that into my air. I give him a playful glare as I walk into the room and sit on the bed. I was amazed by how comfortable it was. It was way comfortable then my old bed.

"It's comfy right?" Harry says as he sits on the bed also. I nod my head up and down as I climb on the bed and star jumping on it. After a little bit I get down and start to adventure through the house with Harry behind me.

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Once me and Harry end up where we were, the living room I sat on the couch as I continued to laugh from the joke he just told.

"I am so serious. Ema made me wear this pink dress just a few days ago." I clinched onto my stomach as I laughed non stop. It was funny because once I made Harry wear one of my dresses and the fact that Ema made his wear one, smaller then what I made him wear was just hilarious.

Once the laughing died down I walked into the kitchen were Harry was. "So you like the house?" He said as he added another piece of baloney to his sandwich.

"Yeah... It's nice." That's when something crossed my mind.

"Why is there only two bedrooms? One for Ema and one for you?" He looked at me then back to his sandwich taking a bite.

"When I bought this house, I bought it for me and Ema but when I found out that you were coming, I could have cleared out a room but I didn't." I followed his as he say down at the kitchen table.

"And why was that?" I said looking him directly in the eyes.

"Because.... I wanted you to sleep in the bed with me." Damn. He was straight forward and didn't back down. But that's what pissed me off.

"are you fucking kidding me Harry!? I have a boyfriend and you know that! Why the fuck would I sleep in the same bed with you!?" I yelled slightly but not a lot since Ema was upstairs napping.

"Chill tay. We always slept in the same bed before, what's the difference?" He laughed.

"The difference is that I have a boyfriend and your not him! I can't just don't that who the fuck do you think I am?" I may have went a little too far but I wasn't going to apologize.

"Now your not going to come up in here and disrespect me okay Taylor? Now, I have two bedrooms one for ema and one for us weather you like it or not. There's not going to be three there's only going to be two okay!? So say the argument because your not winning." He took another bite of his sandwich and lost eye contact with me.

But I was speechless. I had nothing else to say after he said that. I mean what else was there to say? But I wasn't going to let him win that easily.

"Go to hell." I yelled at Harry as I walked up the stairs to Ema's room.











"just as long as you won't be there."

Notes

Woah:) well, you guys have been saying that your not welcomed has gotten to 10.0 but my computer is acting dumb so I believe you guys okay!? like the chapter though?

Im not updating this week until probably Friday or Saturday. I'll be focusing on other stories and SCHOOL! Anyways tell me what you think of this chapter!

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