Head Over Heals - Taylor And Calvin

New Romantics

Calvin's apartment looked very tiny on comparison to what was on the inside. From the outside, Taylor saw a worn down peachy colored building, with flowers lazily planted at every corner in an attempt to make the place look better. The stairs leading to his room were a red colored wood, with chips and scratches everywhere.

Together, the two were heading up the stairs. Taylor was lifting up her dress in effort to not fall on her face, and Calvin must've clearly noticed.
"I know, I know it's not the best place, but I guess you could call it my hiding spot."

Taylor nodded her head in agreement.
"I understand completely, but where did you find this place?"

Calvin gave a laugh. Taylor thought it was absolutely adorable, and she liked it a lot.
"Don't judge a book by its cover Taylor, oh here we are!"

Jumping off the last step like an excited little boy, he approached a chestnut colored door with the number C84 Engraved with rusty gold letters that sat the top.
Calvin reached into his left pants pocket, and took out a silver key which he twisted into the lock. The door seemed stuck, so Calvin pushed in with his shoulder and with a little grunt it flew open.

Taylor's jaw dropped to the floor. Calvins room looked like a palace in comparison to the rest of the building. His room had grey walls, with intricate and detailed white paintings and decor.

He had a white curtain that stretched across his long window that led to a balcony. She also knew why he smelled of Lavender. Flowers were surrounding the whole balcony like an mini Amazon jungle. Facing to the right Taylor saw a relatively small closet, and two more white doors.

"It's not THAT big, but it does the job." Calvin huffed.
"Calvin it's actually very nice!" Taylor awed.
He grinned and guided her inside shutting the door behind him.

"That door right there is my mini DJ studio, I asked for the apartment next to this one for recording to; The door right their is the restroom, so if you need to go feel free."

"Mind if I sit? I'll ask my friends to pick me up."

"Aye." Calvin responded giving a sailor salute.
He took a seat next to Taylor as she whipped out her iPhone.
12 missed calls from Selena.

This was the scariest moment of her life. "Ugh." she groaned burrowing her face into her hands, "I'm so dead, we'd better start burrowing a hole now Calvin."
Calvin leaned close to Taylor and looked down at her phone. his eyebrows arched and he stared her in the eyes.

"I know a guy."
A minute of silence went by before the two were laughing.
"I have to call her back, hold on a sec?"
Calvin nodded still smiling.

She typed in Sel's number and placed it to her ear. It took about one short ring and A terrified Selena answered the phone.
"TAYLOR SWIFT DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH?!"
Taylor flinched and took the phone away from we ear before answering.

"I'm really sorry Selena, it's just it got a little to hectic in their and I bumped into you know who."

Taylor saw Calvins head perk up with interest, so she lowered her voice.
"Somebody helped me out, so can I just give you the address so you can come pick me up?"

"Well no kidding you escaped!" Selena moaned "Press is going mad, and you got called for A LOT of awards! Who rescued you to?"

Taylor was silent as she looked back and smiled at Calvin.
"Taylor?!" Selena warned.
"Calvin Harris picked me up, were at his place now." Taylor answered.

"You sly dog." Selena laughed
"No Sel-"
"I won't fall for him, single remember?" Selena mimicked.
Taylor rolled her eyes.
"Just come pick me up soon k?"
"Well it might be a while we're halfway through, can you wait?" Selena asked.