Swiftly

Beep. Beep. Beep.

I unlocked my phone to stop the alarm. I looked at the time. 11am. Taylor is going to be here in 1 hour. My sister, Taylor Swift, is coming back from her sold out tour. I want her return to be special. So my mom and I were supposed to make cookies and stuff. I can't live by myself yet because I'm only a junior. Anyways, knowing I have to, I slowly got up and walked down stairs. Our house is big. Taylor pays for everything. So my mom and dad don't have to work anymore. She is a millionaire.

When I got downstairs I could smell mixtures if delicious scents. I walked to the kitchen seeing muffins, cookies, pancakes, mini sandwiches and more being made my mom and dad. Wow, she even got dad to help. I said good morning and went back upstairs. Clearly my mom would just be even more stressed if I were helping to.

I stepped into my personal bathroom and got in the shower. That took about 30 minutes because it morning and I'm tired. I got out and dried my curly long brunette hair. People say I look just like Taylor. Except for the brunette part. Blue eyes, tall, curly hair, and skinny. I don't understand how I'm skinny though. I eat like a cow that hasn't eaten in 1 month.

I walked out and put underwear and a bra on. I chose a white laced flowy shirt with a peach tank top underneath. Then I put on a pair of faded jean shorts. Then a pair of dark brown gladiators. It's always nice out, we live in California because Taylor is often here so we get to see her a lot.

But her coming now is a big deal because she was on a 6 month tour in Europe. I brushed through my hair and put some light makeup on. Then called it a day. I walked down stairs to see the time was 12. I got exited knowing Taylor would be here any minuete. So while I was waiting I went to the family room to see my parents siting on the couch. "Is Taylor almost here?" I asked. "Yes 10 minutes away!" My dad responded. I sat down watching the today show with my parents. Just cause we're that kind of family. Moments later the doorbell rang.

I ran to the door as fast as I could. Cause you know, I'm ninja. But I tripped on my way up, so, uhm yea. I opened the door to see my beautiful sister standing there. "TAYYLORRR!" I yelled jumping on her. "ARIAA!" She laughed out. My mom and dad came up the stairs gretting Taylor too. They wouldn't stop pounding Taylor with questions about tour.

Everyone turned their attention to the door when a tall handsome boy came tumbling in with suitcases. He was absolutely gorgeous. He had dark brown locks and a tall toned figure. He had perfect jaw bones. He looked up and my blue orbs met with his green ones. Oh yes, another amazing feature. Taylor strutted over to him as he set the suitcases down. "This is my boyfriend, Harry Styles." She said proudly.

"Hello" he spoke with a thick deep British accent. "Hi" my mother and father said in unison. I just stood there. Speechless. We hear about Taylor getting boyfriend and stuff and she tells us. This is the third one she brought home. It's not surprising. He's just so...so... Beautiful.

"Hi" I finally managed to blurt out. "Uhm, Harry you look awfully familiar" my mom says breaking the silence. "Yea, I'm in the band One Direction." He said smiling dimples forming around his smile.

I knew he looked familiar! I've seen him in magazines! "Oh! Yes! Live While We're Young and Little things? Oh and What Makes You Beautiful?" My Dad said. Oh gosh. Little things. I've heard that song on the radio. It's amazing. I think the only reason I didn't completely recognize Harry is because I don't read tabloids. To much rumors about Taylor. I don't go to public school. I can't be normal because everyone just wants me for Taylor.

"Yea" he said shyly smiling. "He won 3 MVAs in one night" Taylor said bragging about her new boyfriend. "Well I made brunch!" My mom chirped. "I'll take Taylor's bags up." I said. "I'll help" Harry said smiling at me. We both went to grab the bags while my parents nagged Taylor. "You look a lot like Taylor."

"You look alot like McJagger" I said turning the situation around. He just laughed. His laugh was amazing. "You're names Aria, right?" He asked. "Yea it's kinda boring." I replied. He stood there for a second green orbs

Looking into my blue ones. "It's a beautiful name." He whispered. I looked down cheeks turning to a bright pink. "So um how long will you be staying here?" I asked leading Harry to Taylor's room breaking the slight romantic moment.

I can't like him. I don't even know him. He's Taylor's. "Erm..1 month I believe. We're both on a 2 month break for our tours. So next month we'll be in Cheshire."

"I'm guessing that's your hometown?" I asked opening the door to Taylor's room. "Yea" he said. We set her bags down. "So why don't you sing?" He asked. I laughed. "Me? Sing? HA. I sound like a dying whale!" I stated. "I'm sure it's not that bad!" He said laughing. "Yea, it kinda is." I said also laughing. His laugh was contagious. The good kind. Not the one where everyone gets sick and dies. You know? Ugh, whatever.

"So, does the public know? About you and Taylor?" I questioned. He scratched his neck. He seemed uncomfortable around that subject. "Uh yea. They knew the day we started dating." He said. "Oh.. Cool." I said quietly. That's weird usually Taylor's fans know maybe a month later. Why would she tell them so soon? Almost reading my mind he said "they knew so soon because..erm.. We didn't really feel like going through the work of hiding it. So erm yea.." He said suddenly becoming really interested in his feet. "Oh um ok" I said awkwardly.

We sat there for what felt like hours but was most Likely 3 seconds. "We should head back downstairs" i said breaking the silence. I started for the stairs as he followed. "Sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable. When I said you have a pretty name. It's just, you do" he said giving me a smile with dimples slightly popping through.

"Your fine" I said smiling. Bombs went of in my stomach as Harry poked my cheek. "What was that for?" I said giggling. "You only have one dimple!" He said amused by my single dimple. "Stop! I hate it!" I said covering my left cheek. "Why? It's so different! I love it." Suddenly we were interrupted by Taylor.

"Come on Harry!" Said said tugging his arm. "Bye Aria." He said kind of hinting annoyance as Taylor as she dragged him away. Taylor is amazing. I love her. But she acts so different around boys. I slowly followed into the kitchen. There was only one seat left.

On the end with Harry and my Mom on my sides. So I sat leaving no room at the table. I awkwardly stirred in my seat as I adjusted to my seat next to Harry. The most beautiful boy by far I've ever seen. I shouldn't feel this way. I just, do. I don't want to. It's not fair to Taylor.

My mom held up her wine glass "To Taylor" then we all repeated "To Taylor" but I didn't have wine. Seeing how I'm only 16. Just sparkling grape juice. "I can't drink this" Harry said. "Why not?" My mother said. "I'm 18." Harry nearly whispered. Taylor's 23. We all slightly shifted in our seats.

"Why it'd make more sense if you dated Aria Harry!" my mother said angling her anger at Taylor. I spit out my juice. Right on the muffins. "MOM! It's not that bad! He's dated a 35 year old while he was 16!" WHAT. I quickly ran up to my room avoiding all awkward situations to come.

I heard footsteps follow up after me. I snapped around to see a tall curly haired boy. "Do you mind if I come? I'm kinda gonna leave them.. Alone." He whispered looking at his, very large, feet. "Yea" I said almost whispering as well.

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