Code RED. {HAYLOR FAN-FIC; Unedited -- Beware!}

6 :: "HAYLOR"?!

A/N: In this story, IKYWT wasn’t a single yet. So I’m telling this early before you guys start making comments about it.:P Anyway, I hope you guys understand that I don’thave time anymore to research the real name of the leading guy with Taylor in her IKYWT Music Video, so I just made the name up. HIS NAME HERE IS NOT HIS TRUE NAME, OKAY?! Okay.:)

I hope you all understand.:3

Hugs,

the_Dreamer13

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“Honey!” I heard my mother call. I was texting Selena about everything that had happened yesterday, with the swings and stuff with Harry. She literally wanted to know everything. And yes, a day has already passes. I just ate lunch, by the way. And I don’t have work until later at three, which is three hours from now.

I ran downstairs from my room so I could see my mom, who is reading a newspaper while watching television. I don’t know how she can do both, but knowing my mom, I know she can.

“What is it, mom?” I asked. She waved the newspaper she was holding at me. I walked nearer and tilted my head. “What?” I asked innocently, still not getting it.

“Read one of the headlines in page two.” She said. I nodded and took the newspaper from her, not knowing what to expect. I opened the newspaper to page two and my eyes saw a headline with big, bolded text that said,

TAYLOR SWIFT AND HARRY STYLES, DATING?!

I stared at the big, fat lie right in front of me. We just went to a café, no big deal!

Then I remembered: This is what celebrities experience almost every time. Every move has a deeper reason when newscasters see it. That’s how showbiz life really is.

I saw a picture of us swinging in the park. So there was actually people there, huh? I wonder where they hid. Behind the bushes? The trees…?

I shook my head. Mean things came popping in my mind, but I ignored them. The best thing I could do was control the rumor before it got spread out more and gets to have a more deeper reason than it should have.

Okay, maybe you guys might want to have a proof from me before you can believe that nothing really happened after I replied to Harry. So I’m just reminiscing the moment for you, okay?

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“Me, too.” I answered.

Harry Styles, one of the members of the boy band One Direction, stared at me. It was like that for one minute, then I could see the edge of his lips go up into a smile.

“Are you serious?” He asked. “Really?”

“I… guess…” It was the truth. I still did not know for sure, but all I knew is, if I’m having second thoughts, the thing you’re having second thoughts to is the answer.

The next thing I knew, Harry Styles hugged me. Hugged. Seriously, I’m really new to this.

“Thanks for the answer.” He said.

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And then we went home. Yeah, it’s really weird, I know. I’m still slapping myself because of answering stupidly. But anyway, I answered already. It’s not like I can take my words back again. I already made him happy.

I looked at the clock: 2:00 p.m. One more hour before I’ll go to Big Machine Records for my recording.

“Taylor.” My mother brought me back to the present. “Are you okay?” I remembered holding the newspaper and never giving it back to my mother. I cleared my throat.