Chapter 19: He's My Boyfriend

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"And baby, I don't know

Why I try to deny it

When you show up every night

I tell you that I want you but it's complicated

So complicated."




Taylor's POV

"I love you."

I heard the three strong words run over my mind like a bus. I caught myself taken aback by the sudden message his mouth spoke. "Taylor Alison Swift I am... in love with you."

The sound of my full name with his rich deep voice, a part of me wanted to fall in my knees because my entire body electrified from it and I absolutely had no idea why. Fortunately, my legs were strong enough to hold me.

Swallowing a lump that formed in my throat, I broke the few seconds of silence that followed from his confession. "...Then, let's date." I told him, quite hesitant.

He's actually in love with me.

Doom's in love with me.

And I feel the same way.

But I'm still terrified of what the future might bring.

"W-what?" Harry stuttered, he looked surprised with a hint of confusion in his green eyes as they looked at me.

"Let's date. Starting today."

Long glances we shared between Harry and I before I saw the lights turn on by the window, as I heard my auntie calling for me. "Taylor!" She yelled. "It's cold outside! Where did she go? Taylor!"

"Auntie!" I was just outside, so I called her name from here for her to have an idea where I am. "I'm on my phone! I'll be right in."

I lowered down my voice when I spoke again to Harry. " You should go. I'll call you tomorrow." I then walked back towards my home, almost leaving him with his brows furrowed. I looked back at him, seeing him look so dumbfounded. I giggled, running towards him and grabbing his face to leave a peck on his lips. "Get home safely." I whispered.

He smiled at me, looking all bashful, he looked adorable.

I let go of him and finally went inside.

Ah, romance. I have a love-hate relationship being involved in it.

I wonder how long this would last.




Gigi's POV

"Are you seeing anyone?" Joe asked me, in all seriousness.

"W-what?"

"I said, are you seeing anyone?"

"No-"

"Or are there any guys you like?"

"Joe, I-"

"Even if there are, date me. I don't care who that guy is. We met first. I liked you first and...I still do."

What.

How.

Why.

When.

Where.

Oh my goodness.

Hearing a simple sentence come out of his mouth surprisingly managed to make my blood boil and make my heart skip a beat simultaneously. I glared at him, grabbing a dried sweater and throwing it to his face. "You're so annoying." I gritted my teeth. "You drive me mad!"

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