I quickly step into my dress ignoring all the questions coming from Terrell. I was in a rush, but why am I rushing? Harry's probably already thinking about how's he's going to curse me out.

"Terrell I need to go." I say grabbing my heels, not even bothering to out them on because I wasn't the type to run in heels. I walk to his front door as Terrell is hot on my heels.

"Terrell! What? What do you want?" I say really annoyed at the fact that he's making me stay longer that I have intended to.

"What's wrong Taylor?" He whined taking my hand into his but I quickly shove him away. A confuse look appeared on his face as I did that but I didn't care. I had somewhere to go in a limited amount of time.

"I have to go. you'll get your car back later" Before he was able to say anything I was out the door already hoping into his truck.

I quickly put the key into the ignition and slammed my foot onto the gas pedal. Here we go.....

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I pull up, in front of the house thinking of an excuse I would use. But none of them would justify what I've done. All Harry wanted me to do was take care of Ema and I can't even do that.

As I exit the car, I fix my hair and dress to make it look like I haven't just woken up from being drunk all night. I slowly insert the key into the lock and twist it, opening the door.

As I tip toed into the house, I listened for any sounds but it was so quite, you could hear a pin drop. Maybe no one a home? Maybe Harry did go and brought Ema? Relief filled my body as I walked up stairs, ready to just fall in bed and go to sleep.

I twist the handle to the door but immediately stop when I hear Harry yelling on the other side of the door. My ear connects to the door to get a better sound of what he was saying.

"I know! I know!..................
Alright...............
Thank you................
Okay I get it!...................
Bye." I slowly open the door and poke my head in to see what Harry was doing or who he was talking to.

I watched as he threw his cell onto the bed and sat down, letting his hands ruffle through his messy curls. By the way he looked, he looked tired and exhausted which made more gilt fill my body just my looking at him.

I walk into the room and throw my stuff on the ground as I stand In front of Harry ready to give him a apology.

"Harry, I'm so sorry. Like I am the worst mother ever! All you did was ask me to come home on a certain time and watch our daughter for you can have your interview but u can't even do that! I'm so irresponsible and I'm so sorry! It's all my fault! And I wouldn't be mad if you tell at me right now because I deserve it! Like I feel so bad right now! You've been such a good father with everything and I've just a party girl lately not even worrying about my family! Words just can't describe how sorry I am right now! Harry! I now it's going to be hard, but can you forgive me? If you do, I'll stop going out, stop drinking and I'll stay home with Ema everyday so you'll be able to do what you'll have to go without any interruption from me nor Ema."

Woah, that took a lot.

My eyes attach to Harry as he walks up to me, overpowering my small body with his tall, muscular one.

"I'm getting a nanny Taylor." He said blankly looking down at me.

"No Harry! Don't! We don't need a nanny! I have Ema! I swear to god that I'll be a better mom, just don't get a nanny! We don't need one!" I desperately plead to Harry. I don't trust anyone watching Ema since that incident. What happen taught me that even your closet friends are your enemies. My eyes water as I think about Ema in that position once again. That was very sensitive subject for me to talk about.

"Okay." Harry said walking to the door. My eyebrows furrow together in confusion of what just happen.

"Okay? That's all? No, lecture or cursing me out? Just....Okay?"

"Yup. Just okay... I won't get a nanny but you just have to swear to me one thing, well actually a couple but their in the same category." I nod my head rapidly up and down wanting him to continue.

"Stop drinking. Stop going to clubs and getting drunk. Ema needs the mom that she used to know back and I need the loving Taylor I used to know back." A smile creeps on my face as Harry says those words to me.

"Swear...." He said.

"I sw- swear." He gave me a small, genuine smile and walked out the room leaving me jumping in Joy. But I stopped once what just happen processes in my mind. Why wasn't he so mad about his interview?

I shrug it's off and walk into the bathroom ready to take a shower.

(Harry's POV)

I chuckle to myself as I walk down the stairs. I wasn't mad and I know that Taylor could sense it. But I would have been angry if our manger didn't cancel the interview from this morning to next week.

Notes

Woah, CLOSE ONE TAYLOR! But what's going on with Taylor and Harry? Do you think Taylor's going to stop? Comment an tell me what you think.

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