The 1 (A Taylor Swift Fan Fiction)

3. how do I heal?

I awaken to the smell of muffins and coffee with the bright rays of the sun pouring thru the curtains above me. I stretch my arms and set myself up, remembering that I had really slept over in Harry Styles' bed. I played the song for him. Oh no.

A knock on the bedroom door startled my thoughts as a curly-haired, green-eyed, handsome man walked thru it. "Good morning, love. I hope you slept well, I've made some muffins and coffee for you. If I remember correctly, you're a fan of blueberries?" Harry mentions with a cheeky grin. I smile and nod, grabbing the coffee mug and the plate with the muffin on top. "Great! Well, uh-," he stops in his tracks. "You're wearing my t-shirt?"

"Oh yeah, I'm sorry. I wanted to change out of my clothes and I may have helped myself a bit, I'm sorry-," Harry cuts me off.

"No, no! Please, help yourself to anything in my apartment. Please," he offers a smile. "Make yourself at home when you're here."

"I appreciate that, Harry," I say as I sip my coffee. "Thank you for inviting me to stay the night. I wasn't in any shape to take care of myself and I'm glad you were there to help me," I pause. "Take care of me. I appreciate it a lot."

"Don't mention it," he brushes it off. "I'd do anything to take care of a friend." Friend. Right.

"Right, well. I should get out of your hair and head home." I take a small bite of the muffin and check the time on my phone. 9:37 am.

"You don't have to rush off or anything if you don't need to. I'm actually going to go for a walk in the valley," Harry says with a smile. "I'd love it if you'd join me. It's a great way to clear your head."

Lord help me with his British accent.

"Harry, I'd love to; it sounds relaxing. However, my clothes from last night won't do.." I glance at the sparkly club outfit I had dolled myself up in the evening before. Shit, I forgot what happened last night. Adam broke up with me...

For some odd reason, I felt a sense of.. freedom.

"You okay there, love? You seemed to be deep in thought," Harry says quietly, studying my face.

"Yeah, sorry. I just suddenly remembered what happened last night with Adam." I grab my belongings from the ottoman and meet Harry's eyes. "Would you like to come with me to my flat? I just need to change and feed my cats."

Harry smiles. "Oh, how I've missed Meredith and Olivia! Of course, I'll come to cuddle your kitties."

I giggle at him before saying, "Okay, I'm just going to change into my old clothes, and then we can head out." Harry nods and I head to the bathroom to change. I come out minutes after and he walks me to the door.

"Hop in my car, I'll bring you home safe and sound," I laugh as he locks up his flat. We walk a couple of blocks to the parking lot my car was left in and we head to my place, admiring the beautiful scenery of England. With the windows down, the cool, spring morning breeze floods into the car with the pleasant smell of Hyacinths in the air. I take a quick glance at Harry singing along to the radio in the passenger seat. His sweet voice fills the car with warmth and love. I've missed this feeling... I'm not gonna lie.

We arrive at my home and we head into my flat. "Meredith!" Harry yells as he walks in. Meredith is laying on the bench next to the front door, probably planning her escape. She meows as Harry picks her up, her claws slightly poking out before she remembers who he is. She purrs loudly against his chest.

"I'm going to head upstairs to change into different clothes. Make yourself at home," I tell him as I walk upstairs. I open my bedroom door and into my closet. I put on a pair of high-waisted light-washed blue jeans and a pastel purple crop top. I brush my hair into a loose bun and add a cute headband. I wipe my face to put a little mascara and lip gloss on. Remember, it's not for anyone but yourself. But also, Adam who?

I turn the lights out and shut my door. I walk downstairs to find Harry laid out on the couch with both of my cats on his chests. I shake my head and smile, catching him looking at me just above the two sets of cat ears, as I walk into the kitchen to fill up their cat food bowls. 

"Already done, love," he shouts as I enter the kitchen. On the counter, there are two water bottles with our names written on each. There's a heart on mine. I grin and grab both bottles before walking to the living room. That's adorable.

"Thanks, I appreciate it," I admire as I hand him his bottle. He smiles a big grin my way, kissing each cat before standing. "Alright, where's this valley we're headed to?" We walk out the door and I turn to lock the house behind us.

"It's actually close to here. Probably about a 5-minute drive?" He remarks as we jump back into the car.

"Alright, lead the way, Captain!" I laugh as the engine begins to rumble quietly...