Trouble (Taylor Swift + Harry Styles)

Chapter 7 - 6 months Earlier - Shopping!

Taylors POV

I woke up with my head in Harry's chest. I smiled to myself. I was safe. And...

I was hungry.

I got up and walked into the kitchen. I saw Liam and Niall sitting in the kitchen. Liam was eating cereal at the island bench and Niall was sitting on the bench, next to the kitchen walk in cupboard. Typical. I smirked at Niall, crossing my arms and leaning to one side. He dropped his hands from his mouth, letting all the food in his hands fall to the floor. A few crumbs from his mouth fell onto his shirt. His mouth was full, so full, he couldn't even close it.

Liam was full on staring at Niall.

I went into the cupboard and pulled out my Toasted Cinnamon Crunch. I poured it into a bowl and poured the milk in. I heard the house phone ring as I sat on the couch, so I place my bowl on the coffee table and grabbed the phone.

"Yes?"

I heard nothing on the end of the line.

"Hello?"

I heard a little rustle. Then I heard Eleanor.

"Hey" she said.

"Why are you calling me so early, El?"

"Well, I want you to stuff your face with food, put that cute dress you bought yesterday and get yourself ready for shopping!"

"Why? It's Sunday! And, I have recording tommorow!" I exclaimed.

"I don't care, your house needs furniture and cute quote pictures in shiny picture frames"

"You're right, let me get ready"

"That's ma' girl!"

I heard a click and a few beeps and I turned off my phone. I ate my breakfast as I heard a loud groan from Harry's room. I walked in. I saw him sitting up leaning against the head board and stretching. I rubbed his tired eyes and looked at me. "Hi Harry"

I leant over him and kissed his forehead. He pulled me down and I rolled over the bed. He kissed me and I felt his rough lips tracing mine. I pulled away, teasingly. "Wha?"

"I have to go out again"

"Where?"

"I'm going out with Eleanor again. This house needs some colour!"

He sighed. Lying back down, he said, "Please wear that dress you... bought... yes...ter...dayyyyy" he slurred as he drifted into a deep sleep. His head slipped down the head board and into the blankets. I giggled and slipped my dress on. I put my mascara and lipstick on. I put the whole enchilada on. I tried to make most of it look natural, except the cat-eyes and lipstick. 

I grabbed my leather handbag and kissed Harry's head, waking him up, accidently. He looked me up and down before pulling me into a hug.

I gently pulled out of it, and still, gently pushed him back into the bed. My phone read 10:07, boy, he was sleepy!

As I left the room, I noticed the rest of the boys were up. They were all sitting around the TV watching the news. Liam's choice, obviously. I saw Zayn and Louis look up at me as I started to walk down the hallway.

"Ey! Where you goin'?" Zayn questioned, in a slang type of voice.

"I'm going out. I want to fix this awful place up" I scrunched my nose, as I looked around the room. "I'm going with Eleanor too", I continued.

"Can I come?!" screamed Louis.

"I held my index finger up, signalling him to wait. I ran down the hallway and swung the door open, to hear a "Hey!" coming from Eleanor. I asked her Louis' question. She shook her head. We both didn't really want him to come. Even though the boys are close to us, it was time for a girls day.

I ran back inside, creeping as I came into the living room. Luckily the couch wasn't facing the hallway, so I snuck up behind them and whispered in Louis' ear, "See you later, You're not coming", I teased in a sing song voice before running out the door. I heard his footsteps following, so I hid behind Eleanor. I was looking over her shoulder as I watched Louis run out.

He was in his long, stripey pajamas, miss match slippers and his brown dressing gown flying everywhere. The stubble on his face added to the whole effect. He ran into Eleanor, holding a kiss for a while.

"Excuse me! I'm still here!" I yelled, in a 'duh' like voice.

"Yeah, well, you and Harry kiss all the time. I think I am going to vomit if you kiss again!" He pulled away from the kiss, yelling sarcasticly.

"Well, we have to go anyway, Boobear" Eleanor cooed. It was sweet how much they loved eachother. I hope the relationship between Harry and I becomes like this. As Eleanor turned around, and I followed, I heard the door quietly closed, the click and the small slam reminding me of where I should be right now. In Harry's arms.

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We were in this adorable little shop. It had cute little lamps, quote pictures, cute little mirrors, curtains. The whole shop was kind of designed to look like a house. A bit like IKEA.

Eleanor turned to me, shouting quite loudly.

"Taylor! Check this out!"

I ran over to her, she was holding a blue piece of paper, with white writing.

Life isn't about how to survive the strom,

it's about how to dance in the rain.

It was one of my old quotes, but it touched me everytime. "We're buying it" Eleanor stated.

I simply nodded.

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We got back to the house, Eleanor and I dragging heavy bags. We each had a bag. Mine was for my room in which I shared with Harry. Eleanor had one for Louis' room, and We both dragged, whilst grunting, a large bag into the living room, for Zayn, Liam and Niall, also for the living-room itself. It also included a few things for the kitchen too. This stinky, old place will be looking better than ever soon.

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Well, now the house looks like a nice, little cottage. Cute and comfy.

The kitchen wasn't much different. It had a few extra plates, and a clear bowl with some friut in it on the island bench.

The living room was alot different. We left the furniture in the same spots they were in at the start. But now there are a few pictures with quotes, including my own. We cleaned up the space around it and the TV/Video game box. We put some plaid curtains in and a shoe, bag and coat rack. The rack took some assembly, with help from Harry and Zayn.

My room was nice and neat. I rearranged the closet, which was walk-in. I put a few extra shelves in there. Our bed had nice matching bed covers and pillows. New, white curtains and a mat, grey, which sat at the bottom of the bed. The bathroom had a new shower curtain, white. A new bathmat, grey. A few rack for the cupboards and extra little cute cup thingys to put toothbrushes, hairbrushes, stuff like that.

The whole place looked new. I admired it and I felt a whole lot better. Less cluttered.

It was about 6:02 when I finished. I sat on the couch in between Harry and Louis in my pajamas, a tank and long pajama pants. Harry slung his arm around me as we watched TV.

As the advertisements returned to the TV, Niall churped up, "This place looks alot nicer Taylor"

I smiled, thanking him.

"But, do you think you could clean the shared bathroom?"

Now, I looked at him shocked. That 'thing' was disgusting. Yes, you could call it a thing!

"It can't be that bad, Taylor. It definately NOT that bad" someone added.

"Ewww! Yes it is! Only Eleanor and I use Harry's and my bathroom because it's clean! Unless you put a start, make it smell, not so bad, and clean at least a third of the grime off, I will do it. If you help of course."

"Deal" They all chimed.

Oh no. Didn't think they'd be serious.