I look away to the scenery out from my car window, Timotheé was driving the car for me as I insisted of me driving instead, I'll never forget what he said "I'm your bodyguard, please let me do my job, y/n" I blush to myself, still looking at the trees go by from out of the window.
I then start feeling anxious about what happened at the coffee shop with the old lady. What did she mean she will get me back from this? Will she attack me in my home? I didn't mean to spill her drink on her.. I then feel a cold hand press onto my thigh. I look to my left to see Timotheé driving, with one hand on the wheel.
"..Y/n" He mumbles softly. I jump from him saying my name. He is usually silent! I look at him shyly "Y-yes?" I stutter and I silently curse myself for that in my brain. "..If that woman ever comes to you.. I will protect you no matter what. I'll never let her lay a hand on you." He says confidently, and leaves his hand on my thigh. It's like he could read my mind, I think we connect..
His beautiful green eyes glistening from the sunlight, looking straight forward on the road. I blush and look away, realizing I haven't said anything but glance at him. "..Thank you.. Timotheé." I look up at the Blonde haired man, with streaks of his locks falling on his face as he speeds up the pace on the road.
When we get back home, I thank him for the hard work he did to make me feel better. "It's no biggie, y/n." He says softly to me. I try to hide the blush forming in my face when he says that in that tone, his tone of voice was very soft and kind. I hope to be more closer to him! With his golden locks that shine in the sunlight.
The start the radio to soothe our moment together and I then hear the woman's voice... the woman from the coffee shop! Her voice was in the radio! I checked who was playing and it was TAYLOR SWIFT! I was shocked from the information and I didn't know what to do so I just paused in my tracks and Timotheé felt my discomfort so he changed the person playing.
We then return home with Taylor's album playing the whole way to my apartment. I cringe to the sound of her voice, I cannot believe the old lady was Taylor Swift! I would've never thought she was so rude yet be the most infamous person ever. I went to sleep and I felt a blur, a hazy look of my old friend.. Harry?
Harry and I were holding hands, it's almost like I could feel his hand. His soft yet cold hand. I could hear his soft voice and his gentle accent whisper into my ear. I wake up from my.. dream? It surely wasn't a nightmare..
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Im Only Yours I Swear!
FanficY/n is just an ordinary person who loves their friends, but then something happens to them which will change them forever. Who will they choose..? Up to the people!
