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Counseling
OUTFIT
"I still don't understand why you made an appointment for me and Harry Anne. Nothing's wrong with our relationship!" Harry was seating next to me, leaning his head on my shoulder. I looked at him and giggled when he groaned loudly.
"Ma!!" He whined, making me laugh. She looked back at Harry. "What Harold? What is it?" Anne said making Harry looked at her confused. I laughed loudly from the look on his face.
"I'm tired! And there's no reason for us to be going to this! Taylor and I are not even married!" He shouted, laying his head by on my shoulder. I laid my head on his.
"Enough Harry! The two of you are going and the more you guys wanna argue and stay in the car, groaning and whining, the longer it's going to be! So get out and go! Plus, this is something new they are trying out!" Anne explained that we were going to a small session that was for couples who aren't married. But engaged.
Even though I didn't feel like attending this, I knew Anne wasn't going to give into Harry or mines begging. "Come on baby, let's just go." I whispered to Harry. He groaned loudly before lifting himself up off of me and opening the car door. I waited for him to hop out of the car before I slid out right behind him.
Harry took my hand gently and held it as we walked away from the car. Anne backed out of the parking spot and left without saying another word. "Paps Harry." I sang, covering my face from the paparazzi that were hiding it very obvious places. Harry quickly pulled my body to his and crashed his lips onto mine.
We pulled away after a few seconds and he licked his lips. "Did y'all get it?" Harry shouted to the paparazzi. "Yes." Multiple of them said. Harry waved to them, signaling them to leave now since they got what they had wanted.
"How long have the two of you been together?" Dr. Williams, the counselor spoke up. I rubbed my hands together since the room was fairly cold. "Are you speaking of now? Or how long we've been together since the first time we've dated?"
"Altogether." I nodded.
"Three." Harry spoke, laying his hands into his lap. I glanced over at him before back at the counselor. "Four. Four years." I corrected Harry, rolling my eyes. "It was three Taylor." He spoke silently, making sure the counselor didn't hear but he did. I have a slight smile before the counselor wrote something back down in his notebook.
"It'll be four in October." He shrugged. "On a scale of one through ten, how would you say your both of your communication with each other is." Dr. Williams said. I thought for a few seconds before responding.
"Ten." I replied. He wrote something down into his notebook.
"That's a lie. Because if your communication toward each other was really a ten, you wouldn't be here. So.. On a scale of one through ten, what would you honestly say."
"Six." I pulled my hair to one side. "Eight." Harry then said. I rolled my eyes. "Six." I said once again making sure Harry had heard me. "Seven." He wrote something down into his notebook. Slowly, I leaned my body up to see what Dr. Williams has been writing all this time.
But he closed the book back before I had a chance. "What would the both of you say that you guys don't... talk about with each other?" He asked. I slightly raised my hand. I didn't want to be rude and interrupt. He nodded his head, signaling for me to go on.
"Probably about things that we feel towards each other. Like, this situation that happen with Aden our son a few weeks ago. Harry didn't tell me how he was feeling until the last possible moment. We don't communicate when were angry at each other. We hold it in and take all our built up angrier out on each other a lot." I confessed.
Harry hadn't spoken up, to object to what I was saying so he must of thought the same. Dr. Williams wrote something else down into his book before looking up at the both of us. "We'll okay so I see where we need to start fixing. Just as a warm up, I want the two of you to go through things that you dislike or find very annoying with one another. It can be anything."
I sighed. "There isn't an-." I was cut off by Harry. "It annoys me that I can't go into our bathroom without seeing your hair everywhere! Why do girls loose so much hair all of the time?" He asked. My eyes narrowed at him before I chuckled lightly.
"We'll Harry, it annoys me that I can't go to the bathroom without falling into the toilet because you never put the seat down when your done! Why do boys continuously not listen to their girlfriends?" I asked, tilting my was to the side. Harry sighed.
"We'll Taylor, it's called putting the seat down before you go. Simple." I took a deep breath. "No.. It's called putting the freaking seat down when your done Harold. It isn't rocket science." This small argument was soon to get heated any moment now.
"Don't you dare Harry! If that bothered you so much, what are you just now bringing it up!?" I yelled angrily at him. Dr. Williams was just seating across my from us, examining and writing things down in his notebook while we argued.
"Because I didn't want to hurt your feelings!" He yelled back. "Hurt my feelings!?" I laughed. "You would never hurt my feelings when your the one who doesn't know how to pick up after yourself! You leave food, cups plates laying all around the house expecting me to be your maid and clean up after you! But no Harry, I'm not!"
We both kept on yelling over each other trying to get what we needed to say out so the other person can know. But from how loud our voices were, the only thing we heard was noise. "Alright, whatever." He gave up, surrendering his hands into the air and leaning back into the chair. I smirked crossing my arms against my chest.
I loved knowing that I won. Through the silence, I heard Harry mumbled something under his breath before it got silent again. "Okay, now that that's out of the w-." I cut Dr. Williams off. "Your Hair." I spoke looking straight and not at Harry.
He glanced over at me with a confused look upon his face. "What?" He asked confused. "Your hair Harry! Why is it so freaking long!" He grew very angry in a matter of a few seconds. "Don't go there with meTaylor! I want my hair long! Just like you cut your hair, I didn't say anything about that!
"Because it looked good! But what are you doing to yourself Harry? Gosh, like you just got another freaking tattoo just a few days ago! Some random quote! For what!? What made you think to get a freaking dumb quote over your heart!?" I yelled to him. I hadn't gotten a chance to actually define the tattoo. I just took a glance and walked away.
"Did you even see what my newest tattoo said?" He spoke calmly with narrowed eyes. I felt stupid now since they answer was 'no'. "No." I whispered, crossing my arms against my chest and pouting my bottom lip. I sunk down into the chair.
I looked at him from watching the counselor and my eyes grew huge. Harry was in the middle of taking his shirt off when Dr. Williams shouted. "Mr. Styles, that wouldn't be necessary." Dr. Williams said trying to make him stop from taking his shirt off. But he was already done with his shirt in his hand.
I bit down on my lip as I scanned his bare chest. He has obviously been working out and truthfully, it's been working. A lot. "See Taylor, read what it says." He rolled his eyes, standing up. He walked infront of me with the button on his jeans were directly on my face. It was awkward.
As I looked up at Harry's fine, toned chest I read what his newest tattoo had said. 'Taylor Keith, my happily ever after' I read. I was taken back after analyzing it slowly. But soon after, warmth filled my body. Harry tattooed my name onto him. Personally, I felt it was a big deal.
Because it would never come off. Harry took his seat which was separated from mine by a small table with a vase filled with flowers. "Okay, so now that the two of you have calmed down.. Why don't we try something different yeah? I would like the both of you to tell each other what you love most about them." Dr. Williams stated. This is what I hated.
My pride has always gotten in the way when it came to me to apologizing or be the kind one first. I hated it. Sinking back down into the seat, I crossed my arms and sat in silence waiting for Harry to speak up first.
"What I love most about Taylor is her innocent face in the morning. When her brown hair is seemingly tangled, no makeup and her raspy morning voice. I think that's when she's the most beautifulest." He spoke. I covered my face from Harry when a smile crept upon my lips.
I didn't want him to see it because if he did, he would know he was winning. "Taylor." Dr. Williams spoke. It was my turn. Instantly all of these images of Harry flooded my mind. I couldn't just pick one thing that I loved about him because there were just so much that I could to pick from.
"We'll," I drifted off, playing with the black rubber band that was on my wrist, right before my hand. "What I love most about Haz is his smile. I mean, it's so cliche for me to say his smile but that smile lights up my days. When I see that smile, my body starts the tingle and I know for sure that everything is going to be alright. His smile.." I smiled widely as I pictured him with the smile.
"His smile is just.. It makes me fall in love with him over and over again every time he smiles." I couldn't think straight when I thought of Harry. My mind went absent from my body for a moment. In the corner of my eyes, I could see one of Harry's deep dimples showing as he looked away to the other side of the room.
"Harry." Dr. Williams spoke again. Harry and I kept going back and forth of what we loved most about each other. It helped me a lot with my self esteem since most of the things Harry said he loved about me was the things I was mostly insecure about. Soon after, our section was wrapped our since Dr. Williams had other appointments.
Anne was waiting outside for us as we both walked hand and hand, whispering things in each other's ears and laughing hysterical. No one could make me feel the way Harry does. Nobody. "Hey guys. How was it?" Anew greeted us once we climbed into we car. Harry sat in the back with me instead of taking the empty seat which was for the passenger.
"It was...okay actually." I smiled. Anne looked up at me through the mirror because smiling. "So, I think I deserve an apology for the two of you refusing to go this morning..." Her eyebrow lifted and I giggled.
"Sorry Anne. Your always right." I say, pecking her cheek. Harry did the same. "I won't say your always right but sorry mum. It won't happen again." He smiled, pecking her cheek. Before Harry had a chance to sit back, Anne held his head to her cheek.
"Harry, you know I'm always right." She smiled before letting go and driving off. The ride back to Anne's house was quick. The three of us talked the whole way home. Once we exited the car, Harry walked the other way which was not toward the front door.
"Harry?" I called out, following behind Anne. He turned around and began to walk backwards. "Where are you going?" I shouted. "Rehearsals!" He opened the door to his truck and jumped in. I sighed and walked away when Harry honked the horn. I turned around to see him in the truck right behind me.
"I love you babe. And I'll back soon." He smiled. I shrugged. I hated the fact that Harry was always leaving for rehearsals. He spent more time there instead of with me and his family. I didn't want him to leave me. I felt so.. Weird when he wasn't around me.
"Can I get a kiss. At least?" He chuckled. I rolled my eyes, kissed my hand and blew slightly. He smiled. "We'll that's better than nothing. I'll see you later baby." He said before driving away. I wasn't angry at him. I was just being selfish. I wanted him to be with me. Not them.
OUTFIT
"Mommy, mommy!" I heard making me groan loudly. "Mommy, mommy!" Ema yelled excitingly once again as she jumped up and down on my bed. My eyes opened up slightly then closed back.
"What?" I whined, pushing my head into the pillow trying my best to block out Emas hyper ness. "I wanna pway!" She yelled, continuing to jump up and down. I shifted myself in the bed. "Then go tell daddy to play with you! I'm resting!" Suddenly, Ema stopped jumping on the bed and I felt her sit herself down.
Opening my eyes, I watched as she stared at me with her puppy eyes that she we'll knew I couldn't resist. "But daddy not here mommy." She pouted her bottom lip. That's what I hated about mornings now. Late nights and early mornings, it's like he's not even here.
So this is what I had to deal with by myself. Two babies. Sitting my body up on the bed, I ran my fingers through my messy hair and took a deep breath trying to wake myself up. "What do you wanna play?" I asked.
Emas eyes instantly lightened up as if she had seen water in a desert. She jumped back up onto the bed and I watched her smile brightly. "Barbies! Barbies!" I playfully rolled my eyes, trying to fight back the smile that was soon to appear.
"Of course."
OUTFIT
My world: I miss you so much! I swear, I can't stand staying away from my family for this long any more! <3 I smiled reading Harry's text that he had sent me out of nowhere. This was the only time of this morning that I had to take rest since I've been running about all morning.
Playing with Ema, taking care of Aden, washing clothes, cooking breakfast... "Mommy, I done." Ema said, hopping out of the chair. She stood on her tippy toes and laid her empty bowl on the counter where the sink was before running away into the living room where she continued to play with her toys that were scrambled everywhere.
Me: aw, I miss you too baby! Just be home soon :( Locking my phone, I laid it onto the counter and started to wash the dirty dished that were piled on top of each other in the sink. I added Emas pink bowl to the mess and started washing the dishes.
Once I was done, I cut the faucet off and pulled a piece of paper towel from the roll. As I wiped the sink water off of the hands, my heart started to pace quickly when i felt my finger. Pulling the towel off of my hands my eyes grew wide when I looked down.
Where was my ring?
"I still don't understand why you made an appointment for me and Harry Anne. Nothing's wrong with our relationship!" Harry was seating next to me, leaning his head on my shoulder. I looked at him and giggled when he groaned loudly.
"Ma!!" He whined, making me laugh. She looked back at Harry. "What Harold? What is it?" Anne said making Harry looked at her confused. I laughed loudly from the look on his face.
"I'm tired! And there's no reason for us to be going to this! Taylor and I are not even married!" He shouted, laying his head by on my shoulder. I laid my head on his.
"Enough Harry! The two of you are going and the more you guys wanna argue and stay in the car, groaning and whining, the longer it's going to be! So get out and go! Plus, this is something new they are trying out!" Anne explained that we were going to a small session that was for couples who aren't married. But engaged.
Even though I didn't feel like attending this, I knew Anne wasn't going to give into Harry or mines begging. "Come on baby, let's just go." I whispered to Harry. He groaned loudly before lifting himself up off of me and opening the car door. I waited for him to hop out of the car before I slid out right behind him.
Harry took my hand gently and held it as we walked away from the car. Anne backed out of the parking spot and left without saying another word. "Paps Harry." I sang, covering my face from the paparazzi that were hiding it very obvious places. Harry quickly pulled my body to his and crashed his lips onto mine.
We pulled away after a few seconds and he licked his lips. "Did y'all get it?" Harry shouted to the paparazzi. "Yes." Multiple of them said. Harry waved to them, signaling them to leave now since they got what they had wanted.
"How long have the two of you been together?" Dr. Williams, the counselor spoke up. I rubbed my hands together since the room was fairly cold. "Are you speaking of now? Or how long we've been together since the first time we've dated?"
"Altogether." I nodded.
"Three." Harry spoke, laying his hands into his lap. I glanced over at him before back at the counselor. "Four. Four years." I corrected Harry, rolling my eyes. "It was three Taylor." He spoke silently, making sure the counselor didn't hear but he did. I have a slight smile before the counselor wrote something back down in his notebook.
"It'll be four in October." He shrugged. "On a scale of one through ten, how would you say your both of your communication with each other is." Dr. Williams said. I thought for a few seconds before responding.
"Ten." I replied. He wrote something down into his notebook.
"That's a lie. Because if your communication toward each other was really a ten, you wouldn't be here. So.. On a scale of one through ten, what would you honestly say."
"Six." I pulled my hair to one side. "Eight." Harry then said. I rolled my eyes. "Six." I said once again making sure Harry had heard me. "Seven." He wrote something down into his notebook. Slowly, I leaned my body up to see what Dr. Williams has been writing all this time.
But he closed the book back before I had a chance. "What would the both of you say that you guys don't... talk about with each other?" He asked. I slightly raised my hand. I didn't want to be rude and interrupt. He nodded his head, signaling for me to go on.
"Probably about things that we feel towards each other. Like, this situation that happen with Aden our son a few weeks ago. Harry didn't tell me how he was feeling until the last possible moment. We don't communicate when were angry at each other. We hold it in and take all our built up angrier out on each other a lot." I confessed.
Harry hadn't spoken up, to object to what I was saying so he must of thought the same. Dr. Williams wrote something else down into his book before looking up at the both of us. "We'll okay so I see where we need to start fixing. Just as a warm up, I want the two of you to go through things that you dislike or find very annoying with one another. It can be anything."
I sighed. "There isn't an-." I was cut off by Harry. "It annoys me that I can't go into our bathroom without seeing your hair everywhere! Why do girls loose so much hair all of the time?" He asked. My eyes narrowed at him before I chuckled lightly.
"We'll Harry, it annoys me that I can't go to the bathroom without falling into the toilet because you never put the seat down when your done! Why do boys continuously not listen to their girlfriends?" I asked, tilting my was to the side. Harry sighed.
"We'll Taylor, it's called putting the seat down before you go. Simple." I took a deep breath. "No.. It's called putting the freaking seat down when your done Harold. It isn't rocket science." This small argument was soon to get heated any moment now.
"Don't you dare Harry! If that bothered you so much, what are you just now bringing it up!?" I yelled angrily at him. Dr. Williams was just seating across my from us, examining and writing things down in his notebook while we argued.
"Because I didn't want to hurt your feelings!" He yelled back. "Hurt my feelings!?" I laughed. "You would never hurt my feelings when your the one who doesn't know how to pick up after yourself! You leave food, cups plates laying all around the house expecting me to be your maid and clean up after you! But no Harry, I'm not!"
We both kept on yelling over each other trying to get what we needed to say out so the other person can know. But from how loud our voices were, the only thing we heard was noise. "Alright, whatever." He gave up, surrendering his hands into the air and leaning back into the chair. I smirked crossing my arms against my chest.
I loved knowing that I won. Through the silence, I heard Harry mumbled something under his breath before it got silent again. "Okay, now that that's out of the w-." I cut Dr. Williams off. "Your Hair." I spoke looking straight and not at Harry.
He glanced over at me with a confused look upon his face. "What?" He asked confused. "Your hair Harry! Why is it so freaking long!" He grew very angry in a matter of a few seconds. "Don't go there with meTaylor! I want my hair long! Just like you cut your hair, I didn't say anything about that!
"Because it looked good! But what are you doing to yourself Harry? Gosh, like you just got another freaking tattoo just a few days ago! Some random quote! For what!? What made you think to get a freaking dumb quote over your heart!?" I yelled to him. I hadn't gotten a chance to actually define the tattoo. I just took a glance and walked away.
"Did you even see what my newest tattoo said?" He spoke calmly with narrowed eyes. I felt stupid now since they answer was 'no'. "No." I whispered, crossing my arms against my chest and pouting my bottom lip. I sunk down into the chair.
I looked at him from watching the counselor and my eyes grew huge. Harry was in the middle of taking his shirt off when Dr. Williams shouted. "Mr. Styles, that wouldn't be necessary." Dr. Williams said trying to make him stop from taking his shirt off. But he was already done with his shirt in his hand.
I bit down on my lip as I scanned his bare chest. He has obviously been working out and truthfully, it's been working. A lot. "See Taylor, read what it says." He rolled his eyes, standing up. He walked infront of me with the button on his jeans were directly on my face. It was awkward.
As I looked up at Harry's fine, toned chest I read what his newest tattoo had said. 'Taylor Keith, my happily ever after' I read. I was taken back after analyzing it slowly. But soon after, warmth filled my body. Harry tattooed my name onto him. Personally, I felt it was a big deal.
Because it would never come off. Harry took his seat which was separated from mine by a small table with a vase filled with flowers. "Okay, so now that the two of you have calmed down.. Why don't we try something different yeah? I would like the both of you to tell each other what you love most about them." Dr. Williams stated. This is what I hated.
My pride has always gotten in the way when it came to me to apologizing or be the kind one first. I hated it. Sinking back down into the seat, I crossed my arms and sat in silence waiting for Harry to speak up first.
"What I love most about Taylor is her innocent face in the morning. When her brown hair is seemingly tangled, no makeup and her raspy morning voice. I think that's when she's the most beautifulest." He spoke. I covered my face from Harry when a smile crept upon my lips.
I didn't want him to see it because if he did, he would know he was winning. "Taylor." Dr. Williams spoke. It was my turn. Instantly all of these images of Harry flooded my mind. I couldn't just pick one thing that I loved about him because there were just so much that I could to pick from.
"We'll," I drifted off, playing with the black rubber band that was on my wrist, right before my hand. "What I love most about Haz is his smile. I mean, it's so cliche for me to say his smile but that smile lights up my days. When I see that smile, my body starts the tingle and I know for sure that everything is going to be alright. His smile.." I smiled widely as I pictured him with the smile.
"His smile is just.. It makes me fall in love with him over and over again every time he smiles." I couldn't think straight when I thought of Harry. My mind went absent from my body for a moment. In the corner of my eyes, I could see one of Harry's deep dimples showing as he looked away to the other side of the room.
"Harry." Dr. Williams spoke again. Harry and I kept going back and forth of what we loved most about each other. It helped me a lot with my self esteem since most of the things Harry said he loved about me was the things I was mostly insecure about. Soon after, our section was wrapped our since Dr. Williams had other appointments.
Anne was waiting outside for us as we both walked hand and hand, whispering things in each other's ears and laughing hysterical. No one could make me feel the way Harry does. Nobody. "Hey guys. How was it?" Anew greeted us once we climbed into we car. Harry sat in the back with me instead of taking the empty seat which was for the passenger.
"It was...okay actually." I smiled. Anne looked up at me through the mirror because smiling. "So, I think I deserve an apology for the two of you refusing to go this morning..." Her eyebrow lifted and I giggled.
"Sorry Anne. Your always right." I say, pecking her cheek. Harry did the same. "I won't say your always right but sorry mum. It won't happen again." He smiled, pecking her cheek. Before Harry had a chance to sit back, Anne held his head to her cheek.
"Harry, you know I'm always right." She smiled before letting go and driving off. The ride back to Anne's house was quick. The three of us talked the whole way home. Once we exited the car, Harry walked the other way which was not toward the front door.
"Harry?" I called out, following behind Anne. He turned around and began to walk backwards. "Where are you going?" I shouted. "Rehearsals!" He opened the door to his truck and jumped in. I sighed and walked away when Harry honked the horn. I turned around to see him in the truck right behind me.
"I love you babe. And I'll back soon." He smiled. I shrugged. I hated the fact that Harry was always leaving for rehearsals. He spent more time there instead of with me and his family. I didn't want him to leave me. I felt so.. Weird when he wasn't around me.
"Can I get a kiss. At least?" He chuckled. I rolled my eyes, kissed my hand and blew slightly. He smiled. "We'll that's better than nothing. I'll see you later baby." He said before driving away. I wasn't angry at him. I was just being selfish. I wanted him to be with me. Not them.
OUTFIT
"Mommy, mommy!" I heard making me groan loudly. "Mommy, mommy!" Ema yelled excitingly once again as she jumped up and down on my bed. My eyes opened up slightly then closed back.
"What?" I whined, pushing my head into the pillow trying my best to block out Emas hyper ness. "I wanna pway!" She yelled, continuing to jump up and down. I shifted myself in the bed. "Then go tell daddy to play with you! I'm resting!" Suddenly, Ema stopped jumping on the bed and I felt her sit herself down.
Opening my eyes, I watched as she stared at me with her puppy eyes that she we'll knew I couldn't resist. "But daddy not here mommy." She pouted her bottom lip. That's what I hated about mornings now. Late nights and early mornings, it's like he's not even here.
So this is what I had to deal with by myself. Two babies. Sitting my body up on the bed, I ran my fingers through my messy hair and took a deep breath trying to wake myself up. "What do you wanna play?" I asked.
Emas eyes instantly lightened up as if she had seen water in a desert. She jumped back up onto the bed and I watched her smile brightly. "Barbies! Barbies!" I playfully rolled my eyes, trying to fight back the smile that was soon to appear.
"Of course."
OUTFIT
My world: I miss you so much! I swear, I can't stand staying away from my family for this long any more! <3 I smiled reading Harry's text that he had sent me out of nowhere. This was the only time of this morning that I had to take rest since I've been running about all morning.
Playing with Ema, taking care of Aden, washing clothes, cooking breakfast... "Mommy, I done." Ema said, hopping out of the chair. She stood on her tippy toes and laid her empty bowl on the counter where the sink was before running away into the living room where she continued to play with her toys that were scrambled everywhere.
Me: aw, I miss you too baby! Just be home soon :( Locking my phone, I laid it onto the counter and started to wash the dirty dished that were piled on top of each other in the sink. I added Emas pink bowl to the mess and started washing the dishes.
Once I was done, I cut the faucet off and pulled a piece of paper towel from the roll. As I wiped the sink water off of the hands, my heart started to pace quickly when i felt my finger. Pulling the towel off of my hands my eyes grew wide when I looked down.
Where was my ring?
Notes
Oh gosh, where's her ring? Harry's going to be heateddddd! but anyways, I'm starting a new PUNK story soon which is going to be updated on here & on watt pad! Idk what's it's going to be about yet but I have an idea :) love all I you guys dearly! Don't ever be scared to inbox me:) I always love to hear all of your constructive opinions on 'US'
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