The Broken and The Forgotten

Taylor Parkinson had a best friend once, He was kind, caring, lovable, funny and sweet. She loved being around him, but when he forced himself upon her, her life falls apart. Her boyfriend dumps her, her parents desert her and she leaves all of her friends behind. She leaves she looses all contact with them and moves to London. As she fights to keep her and her daughter, Ashley of the streets will he come back into her life to complete the puzzle? or will he be back for all the wrong reasons?

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8. Round and around and around we go....

Taylor's POV-
I grab Ashley's hand and we run out of the building, only to find myself crashing into someone. Ashley falls to the ground and starts crying. I quickly pick her up and put her on my hip, I see the man who I ran into looking at me. I can't tell who he is because of the hoodie and the sunglasses; the thing is that the hoodie looks familiar "Mummy, it hurts!" Ashley starts crying. The guy is still on the ground, still as a log. I put Ashley down and help the man up "I'm so sorry, god I'm an idiot...I" I was cut off my his voice "No, it's ok. I should have been watching where I was going..." I realise who stood in front of me, No. No. Not another one of them “I-I gotta go, bye!” I call, quickly lifting Ashley into my arms. I feel his hand wrap around my arm, shit. I need to get out of here “T-Taylor?” he looks at me as I try to keep from crying. This boy hurt my feelings in so many ways, the boy I would tease and accuse him of cheating on me with Harry, only for him to believe I did. The first in ‘Larry Stylinson’ and the Last person on my mind when I go to bed each night. The boy who I loved and the boy who I thought loved me “I have to go Louis.” I spat the words out, angrily. “Please stay…” I can see the tears forming in his eyes. “No Louis, you told me to get the fuck out of your life half a fucking decade ago, why keep me in your fucking perfect life now?” I question him, rage boiling in my blood. That is the most I’ve sworn within in ages and shit. Ashley’s beside me. “Just come.” He says, taking my arm and leading me into what I guess is his apartment, Ashley following closely behind. Louis pulls out his phone and it rings for a moment “Hey Niall, a friend’s come over and I was wondering whether you could take care of her kid..” a few yeah’s and ahah’s were exchanged and finally he hung up. Moments later the doorbell rings, Louis pushed me into a room and took Ashley to the door. When he opened it I could hear Niall talking to Louis and Ashley talking. I quickly peek around the corner and see her talking to the boy from before. I turn to look around the room Louis pushed me into, there is pictures of Louis’ family back in Doncaster. There is a double bed in the middle, I haven’t been on one in ages. I walk over to the bed and face plant it. Moments later I hear the door opening and Louis trying to hold in a snicker “Shut up” I call, throwing the closest object which happened to be a pillow “Travis!” he calls out to me, that was what he called me when we were partners in crime, but we aren’t anymore “It’s Taylor to you, you can never, ever call me Travis, TP *Sounds like TiPi* TaylorBoo, TT, Kevin or anything other than Taylor again!” I scream at him, he looks sad “TT, what’s wrong?” “Oh, you want to know what’s fucking wrong??!! After ditching me and expecting me to survive of nothing for the rest of my life??!! I don’t care about you anymore, I wish to leave now…” I know I was lying, but I need to get out of here and I need to deny my feelings for Louis, It’s been 5 years and I am forgiving him in a split second. I can’t do this “I-I’m so sorry…” he says, looking at the ground. “Well you fucking better be ‘cause… you know what, I don’t care anymore. Goodbye Louis!” I call, trying to escape. “TT…” he says, getting a hold of my waist and pulling me so I am standing right in front of him. “I told you not to call me…” I try to scream but he smashes his lips onto mine. I can’t stop myself, I find myself kissing back. I quickly pull back and storm out the door “Ashley baby, we need to go!” I call. Ashley quickly comes sprinting down the hall, with her backpack. She says goodbye to the boy once again and we went on our way, or so I thought…

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