Into The Night

Fifty-One

"But, Harry, I'm already here." She reasoned out and well, I couldn't argue with that. Either I was too tired or I don't know what to say. "Please just give me five minutes of your time and if — if y-you don't like — I'll leave you alone."

"Taylor, this might not be the best time." Niall interfered and I was glad he said that.

"Just five minutes." Taylor said, facing him and then back at me yet I was barely keeping it together. My head started aching again because of both the light and being awoken from my slumber.

All I know is she's anxious about being here. For one, she had never done this before. Never have I experienced someone sneaking into my bedroom but with this girl, there are a lot of first times.

"Harry, I know I've been such a headache these past weeks and I'm sorry. I am so sorry for the things I said and I am so sorry about blaming you for almost everything when it really wasn't your fault. I--"

I licked my lips, rubbing my eyes again. She sounded sincere and I know she is but I was tired way beyond my wits.

"I g-guess I've been too caught up with the fact that I saw you as someone untouchable, I thought you wouldn't get hurt. I am so sorry for forgetting that you're just as vulnerable as I am."

Taylor started playing with her hands and blinked a few times as she looked at me. I reckon she was looking for a reaction and yet I didn't give her much of a satisfaction.

"Look, I - I know you're mad but-- all I'm asking is just one more chance." She said. "I just sort of need one more chance, I promise, I'll be different."

I shut my eyes for a moment and looked at her even if I was still lying down. "What if I don't want you to be different?" I asked. I don't want her to change, I just want to bring out parts of her that she forgot.

"I promise you, I'm — are you still mad at me?" She asked quietly and looking downtrodden like I just told her the worst thing on Earth.

I didn't answer. Maybe because I just want her to go home now.

Taylor got down on her knees so her head levels to mine. She stared right at me with those begging, brilliant blue eyes, "Harry, all I'm asking for is one chance. You're the best person I've ever met and I — I still haven't told you things that I wanted to."

I bit my tongue, knowing that I might give in but I also know that my body against it. She has to go before I actually doze off on her.

"Just give me one more chance, take my hand and I'll take you to Wonderland."

There it is, an undeniable offer from the most beautiful girl in the world. I'm not playing hard to get, I was going to tell her that I really forgave her a long time ago but, something about me was processing against it. It's the sleepless nights catching up to me.

Taylor patiently waited for an answer, her eyes kept on me and there was this gloomy look written all over her face. Yet, she was trying to hide it in her smile.

Rejection, that was something I rarely gave her. Heck, that was something people rarely give her. It's because I never liked seeing the disappointment in those eyes.

Oh goodness, I can't believe this is happening.

I licked my lips again and sat up, "Taylor, this is the first time I've got a rest in a long time. I uh, I can't do this right now. Please go home."

Rejection, as I said, I rarely gave her that but in this instance I have to. I lied back down, still feeling every impact and it hit I've taken earlier.

"Oh." There it was, the disappointment in her eyes. "Okay." She whispered, stood up and turned the lights off.

I shut my eyes and faced the wall.