What You Call Love
C5
I start to gather my books in throw them into my bag as I get ready to leave court. "Ms. Keith?" I turn my head toward where the voice was coming from.
It was my lawyer.
"Yes?" I walk over to her. "Can you come into my office tomorrow? We need to discuss some things about the case if you don't mind." She wrote sloppily onto a pick of scrap paper and handed it too me.
I took the paper from her hands and my eyes scanned the writing. "It's my address and my work number if you didn't already know those." I nod my head up and down and stuff it into my pocket.
I was sure going to use that.
"So I'll see you tomorrow Ms. Keith?" She held her hand out for me to shake and I gladly accepted it with a sophisticated manner.
"Yeah, what time?" I said as I grabbed my bag and held it onto my shoulder.
"Maybe three in the afternoon? I have to look at my shecdule before I make any plans." We said our goodbyes and i begun to walk away trying my best to avoid any contact with harry but I was wrong. Totally wrong.
"Taylor. I need to talk to you." I forcefully pulled my wrist away from his like his touched burned my skin.
"If it's not about my daughter I don't want to hear it." I said sternly without looking up at him. Because every time I look into those green eyes, I instantly fall in love with Him over again. I just can't help it.
"It is about Ema actually." I look down at my feet using all my effort not to look him in the eyes. But just the thought of my little Ema brought tears to my eyes and I didn't try to stop them. I just tried to wipe them away.
"What about Ema?" My voice was a little cracky due to the fact I'm trying to hold back tears.
"What does she like? Like food, juice anything that can help me."
*Do you wanna know what she'll like? She'll like to have her fucking mother back and you out of both of our fucking lives your stupid cunt*
"Ema really likes when you cut up green apples into slices and shave the skin off of them. Oh and she likes cold apple juice, she drinks that all the time. And she doesn't like milk unless it's in her cereal . Which is lucky charms, she only eats lucky charms nothing else of she'll pout until you buy lucky charms. She loves apple sauce, especially the kind with cinnamon or you can even add cinnamon if you'll like. Oh and before I forget, do not give her any water to drink in the morning or late at night. It upsets her stomach a lot. Trust me."
A smile creeped on my face just from the thought of Ema. But it immediately went down when Harry said something.
"Wow. You know a lot." He chuckled. Is he kidding me?
"Why wouldn't I? I've been raising her by myself for the past almost four years now so I know every little thing about her." I said with attitude in my voice. I still hadn't looked up into his eyes so I couldn't tell his expression or what he was feeling.
"I'm going to leave now." I whispered enough for harry to hear. As I open the two large doors I feel my wrist get pulled again and I exactly knew who it was.
"The fuck do you want to know now harry?" I spat at him.
"I'm sorry." He mumbled under his breath. As much as I wanted to comfort him my mind couldn't forget the pain he put me through in these past couple of weeks.
"Fuck off." I pull my wrist roughly away and walk out the door leaving the cunt behind.
( Judges POV)
I watched closely at the way Mr. Styles and Ms. Keith interacted with each other. It was ......
different.
I could definitely see the both of them care for each other a lot so why are they doing this? Can't the two of them just have joined custody and forget all this court stuff?
But then again , I don't know what goes on in their heads so I can't speak for both of them.
I think I've already decided who's going to get custody ....
( Taylor's POV)
I walk into my apartment with my eyes scanning the room looking to see if Terrell was still here. Relief flew over me when I saw him laying down on the couch with the remote in his hand flicking through the channels.
"Hey Terrell." I take a seat next to him.
"Hey Tay." He pecks my cheeks and moves his attention back to the television.
I start to pick at my chipped nail polish on my finger nails debating on how I was going to say this too him. I take a deep breath knowing that this is going to have to come sooner or later.
"Terrell......" I saw looking at him as he turns his head toward me. "Hey babe?"
Gosh, the way he calls me babe
"I have a daughter named Ema and she's 3 years old." My breathing increases as I stare at Terrell waiting for a answer.
"Go on.." He says simply.
"And I got pregnant with her when I was 16....."
///
"And thats my whole biography leading up to this point in my life since I was sixteen." We both just laugh together out of nowhere.
"That's a long biography. You should write a book." I slap his chest playfully and return to laying on his chest.
Aftr a a few minutes of comftable silence, I decide to speak.
"Terrell?"
"Hmmm."
"Since the fact that I have a three year old daughter, does that make you think of me any differently?" I say shyly.
"Not at all Taylor. I still feel the same way I felt when I met you at Starbucks." He kissed my temple.
"And can you describe that feeling to me?" We looked each other in the eyes.
"Love at first sight."
It was my lawyer.
"Yes?" I walk over to her. "Can you come into my office tomorrow? We need to discuss some things about the case if you don't mind." She wrote sloppily onto a pick of scrap paper and handed it too me.
I took the paper from her hands and my eyes scanned the writing. "It's my address and my work number if you didn't already know those." I nod my head up and down and stuff it into my pocket.
I was sure going to use that.
"So I'll see you tomorrow Ms. Keith?" She held her hand out for me to shake and I gladly accepted it with a sophisticated manner.
"Yeah, what time?" I said as I grabbed my bag and held it onto my shoulder.
"Maybe three in the afternoon? I have to look at my shecdule before I make any plans." We said our goodbyes and i begun to walk away trying my best to avoid any contact with harry but I was wrong. Totally wrong.
"Taylor. I need to talk to you." I forcefully pulled my wrist away from his like his touched burned my skin.
"If it's not about my daughter I don't want to hear it." I said sternly without looking up at him. Because every time I look into those green eyes, I instantly fall in love with Him over again. I just can't help it.
"It is about Ema actually." I look down at my feet using all my effort not to look him in the eyes. But just the thought of my little Ema brought tears to my eyes and I didn't try to stop them. I just tried to wipe them away.
"What about Ema?" My voice was a little cracky due to the fact I'm trying to hold back tears.
"What does she like? Like food, juice anything that can help me."
*Do you wanna know what she'll like? She'll like to have her fucking mother back and you out of both of our fucking lives your stupid cunt*
"Ema really likes when you cut up green apples into slices and shave the skin off of them. Oh and she likes cold apple juice, she drinks that all the time. And she doesn't like milk unless it's in her cereal . Which is lucky charms, she only eats lucky charms nothing else of she'll pout until you buy lucky charms. She loves apple sauce, especially the kind with cinnamon or you can even add cinnamon if you'll like. Oh and before I forget, do not give her any water to drink in the morning or late at night. It upsets her stomach a lot. Trust me."
A smile creeped on my face just from the thought of Ema. But it immediately went down when Harry said something.
"Wow. You know a lot." He chuckled. Is he kidding me?
"Why wouldn't I? I've been raising her by myself for the past almost four years now so I know every little thing about her." I said with attitude in my voice. I still hadn't looked up into his eyes so I couldn't tell his expression or what he was feeling.
"I'm going to leave now." I whispered enough for harry to hear. As I open the two large doors I feel my wrist get pulled again and I exactly knew who it was.
"The fuck do you want to know now harry?" I spat at him.
"I'm sorry." He mumbled under his breath. As much as I wanted to comfort him my mind couldn't forget the pain he put me through in these past couple of weeks.
"Fuck off." I pull my wrist roughly away and walk out the door leaving the cunt behind.
( Judges POV)
I watched closely at the way Mr. Styles and Ms. Keith interacted with each other. It was ......
different.
I could definitely see the both of them care for each other a lot so why are they doing this? Can't the two of them just have joined custody and forget all this court stuff?
But then again , I don't know what goes on in their heads so I can't speak for both of them.
I think I've already decided who's going to get custody ....
( Taylor's POV)
I walk into my apartment with my eyes scanning the room looking to see if Terrell was still here. Relief flew over me when I saw him laying down on the couch with the remote in his hand flicking through the channels.
"Hey Terrell." I take a seat next to him.
"Hey Tay." He pecks my cheeks and moves his attention back to the television.
I start to pick at my chipped nail polish on my finger nails debating on how I was going to say this too him. I take a deep breath knowing that this is going to have to come sooner or later.
"Terrell......" I saw looking at him as he turns his head toward me. "Hey babe?"
Gosh, the way he calls me babe
"I have a daughter named Ema and she's 3 years old." My breathing increases as I stare at Terrell waiting for a answer.
"Go on.." He says simply.
"And I got pregnant with her when I was 16....."
///
"And thats my whole biography leading up to this point in my life since I was sixteen." We both just laugh together out of nowhere.
"That's a long biography. You should write a book." I slap his chest playfully and return to laying on his chest.
Aftr a a few minutes of comftable silence, I decide to speak.
"Terrell?"
"Hmmm."
"Since the fact that I have a three year old daughter, does that make you think of me any differently?" I say shyly.
"Not at all Taylor. I still feel the same way I felt when I met you at Starbucks." He kissed my temple.
"And can you describe that feeling to me?" We looked each other in the eyes.
"Love at first sight."
Notes
Can you guys get "your not welcomed" too 300 votes if you don't mind? If I get it by today I'll update Atleast two times :)Aww!! Cute chapter right?
Taylor + Terrell ?
or....
Taylor + Harry ? Tell me why you think ...
Turns out I was late for my doctors appointment so I just stayed home-.-
anyways
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I can't see any of the house pictures -_- but I really love your story I read the first one all last night!
2/28/16