Harry's snoring woke me up, but I didn't really mind. His mouth was hanging open, and he was holding onto me for dear life, like if he let me go I would leave. He looked scared, and like he'd been crying. I had no idea why though. I checked my phone and I had a few new messages from Taylor.
From:Taylor-OMG girl! we so totally have to do a song together!!!!! ahhhhh!!!!
From:Taylor-Girlly wake up!!! I know Harry probably has you in a death lock, but we need to talk, now!!!!!
To:Taylor-Hey, yeah we should do a song together, that'd be awesome. What do you want to talk about, Tay Tay?
From:Taylor-FINALLY!!! anyway, miss you! and i need to meet up w/u sometime to discuss songs and stuffz
To:Taylor-awesome, Harry's killing me so i gtg. <3 xoxo
From:Taylor-xoxo love you!!!!
Taylor was awesome, I loved her so much. She was so sweet and she understood me exactly, and Harry too. I didn't feel like gettin up yet, so I snuggled back close to Harry. He smelled like Axe now, all smells of sex gone. I hoped I could say the same, and the perfume I'd put on masked the smell of my sex. Ah well, if it didn't, too bad. I snuggled up into him and fell asleep again.
It was 1PM so I couldn't sleep, I woke up Harry with crazy written all over my face. He laughed and I got dressed.
We went for coffee, but Harry was acting very very strange, and this scared me.
"So, Oh My God!" I started, but then ran over to a little kiosk with so many little trinkets, "May I have the paper plane, the mockingbird, and the owl, please!" I said.
"And the heart please," Harry interrupted my trying to pay.
The woman clipped the bracelet onto my wrist and gave me a smile. I tipped her $100 and Harry and I walked off.
"I need to go meet up with Taylor today, so we need to go," I smiled and climbed into a cab.
"Why do you need to meet up with Taylor?" Harry asked me.
"Well, we are going to write a song, and so we need to get together to do that, don't you think?" I smiled, but Harry frowned, a line in his brow forming.
"I don't think you and Taylor should be friends, Christina," Harry started. I cut him off.
"Don't you dare Harry. Taylor fucked up, yes, I forgave her. Taylor and I are friends, you cannot control who I am friends with!" I argued. We were almost home, and I knew that Harry would go out for a smoke, he always did when he's stressed. I texted Taylor as soon as we got inside the house.
To:Taylor-OMG Harry is being so controlling!
From:Taylor-I'm sorry honey! My couch or guest bedroom is always open
To:Taylor-Oh thank you, would you mind if I came over there?
From:Taylor-No problem Cab in 30
To:Taylor-LOVE YOU!!! XOXOXOXO
From:Taylor-Love you too! xoxo
I packed up some clothes in a small bag and jotted down a note to Harry. I knew this was going to hurt him, but I had to go, for just a little while.
Harry, I love you. You're being too controlling, and I need to get away for a little while. Trust me, I'll come back, I'll be back for your gig. And if you don't see me before the gig, I'll be there at the gig, waiting for you. I love you, and I will not forget our relationship. Don't worry over me, where I'm going I'll be safe and sound. Love you so so so much, for the millionth time, I love you! -Christina
Harry was still on the back patio, so I evaded an argument with him. A few seconds after standing outside, a cab pulled up and I hopped in.
"So sorry, Ms. Dylan," the driver said. I was crying a little bit, and Harry was no where to be seen pulling from the driveway. He probably thought that the boys were coming home.
"Not your fault, Sir. Where are we going?" I asked, he handed me some tissues and I thanked him.
"To Ms. Swift's mansion. She is at the studio, so she may not be home for 15 minutes when you get there, but she is leaving early so that you two can be together for a little while," the driver said.
After a few moments we pulled up to:
"Thank you so much, sir," I said and hopped out of the car. I walked up to the door and let myself inside. It was so pretty inside and I dropped my bags in the livingroom. After a few moments, Taylor came inside, she saw me crying on the couch.
"Oh honey," she cooed and gave me a hug.
"Harry is going to hate me, but I can't be with him when he is so controlling," I sobbed onto her shoulder.
"Why don't you go change into some pajamas and we'll watch a movie. I'll order Chinese and get Bart to buy some icecream, and we can watch a movie. Does that sound good?" Taylor asked.
"Perfect, thanks Taylor," I said and stood to get my bag.
I went up to the bathroom and put on:www.polyvore.com/lazy_days/set?id=66895202
I came downstairs and Taylor had put on a horror movie. We were watching The Thing and she had my favorite Chinese meal on the table. How she knew, I don't know, but I gobbled it down quickly.
**HARRY'S POV**
I went out for a smoke, because I was stressed. I heard a car and figured that the boys were back. When I didn't hear anybody come in, I went back inside and was met with a horrid sight. A note on the counter clarifying that Christina had left, for the second time this week. She at least promised to be back, but that offered me little consolation. I'd chased her off, again. I started to cry, and after a few hours, everyone came home. They read Christina's note, and even Tatiana said that she would be back soon.
"Well, Harry, you have been a little controlling," El said.
"And Christina sometimes needs her space," Tatiana continued, "She'll come back, trust me," she continued.
"It just hurts that I chased her off, again," I muttered and buried my head in my hands.
"She'll come back, it's alright Harry," Liam said and pat my back. I stood up and walked to my room, still wiping tears off my eyes.
I just hoped they were right.