Niall Horan's Sister

Midnight Conversations

Taylor's P.O.V

I couldn't get to sleep. I woke up to something squeaking. It had to be around 2 or 3 am. I walked down the stairs to notice some one was in the kitchen swivel chair. Until I saw the curly hair and knew exactly who it was.

Harry's P.O.V

You are probably wondering why I put piercings in my face. I lost it again. Surprise surprise. I just keep thinking that everyone just thinks I am boring. That they always know what I will do next. This, they would never think that I would get piercing. Who knew. I knew. I wanted to make a decision on my own for once. Without having anyone other then me to have a say in it. Who knew it would come to poking holes in my face. It didn't hurt as bad as you would think. That isn't the point though. I shouldn't have done it. What will management think? They probably will kick me out of the band or maybe just maybe, tell me to take them out. I can't though they are literally apart of me now. It is like these tattoos. They all have a meaning a story. Just like these piercings. They may not have a good story but they do have a story. That is a reason why I have to keep them.

I put my head in my hands. "Why" I say aloud....

I look up to see a shadow. I turn and look up. It is the girl that took my heart and had some part in this stupid idea but I still love her. More than anything. Why though. I never will understand myself. Some day I hope someone else might.

Taylor's P.O.V

I heard him whisper "why." Then I look away. I look back at him and he is looking at me. I decide with my inter thoughts on what I should do. I find myself slowly walking over to him. He then looks at me again. Back and his hand then. "Why does this have to be so difficult" I ask. Not believing my own words coming out of my mouth. He looks and says. "That is what love is" My shoulders slouch at his words. His voice was angry I could tell. "Why" I ask. I didn't want to make him upset and he knew exactly what I was talking about. All he said was, "Why What?" Harry Styles, the guy that had to make everything difficult. I respond," Why this why everything, why are you drinking again, why did you get piercings, why did you change." I whisper the last part. I don't even think he realises that he has changed. Ever since we were dating he changed everything about him. His clothes even have gotten much tighter clothes also. "Change" he whispered. "Change" I agree. "I wanted to do something on my own for once without someone's opinion or agreement or anything. I wanted my decision and that was it, I never thought my decisions were so useless." He confesses. I look at him straight in the eye and say, "Harry your decisions are not useless they just need to think what is right and what is wrong, because right now I don't think you know what is right from wrong. You may feel like everyone is judging you or putting there opinion out there about your choices, but that is life you have

To deal with it. Everyone goes through it. It is even worse when you are famous, but I know for a fact everything will work out in the end. You just need to find someone to take care of you and help you out." He then says, "I know, I wish it were you...." He says quietly but I heard it. "Harry" I begin but he stops me. "I know we can't be more then friends because of management..." I nod he is right. "I don't know if I can ever find another person" He says. "You will Harry you will...." I say before leaving and going up the stairs. I go into the hallway and into my door. I lean on the back of the door. A tear slips down my eye. Will I ever find another person too. I don't know. Who will?