Taylor is just your average girl with an average life before she meets Harry, the world famous singer from one direction. Little does Taylor know that meeting Harry will change her life completely, for better, and for worse.
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Harrys perspective I'm so mad I feel I could burst. How could Cara do this? She knows how this would affect us. She must have known.
I run down the stairs and out to drive way. "Where are you going!?" "Anywhere. Away" I stop and turn to Taylor. "The press knows about it. They're pressing it tomorrow." I say. I'm filled with anger.
"Harry it's okay. We'll handle it, like we always do." She doesn't understand. "Surely we'll get through it, but can't you see what that thing will do to my image?!" I try to explain.
As I realise what I just said, I understand the look in her eye. That thing. "Taylor I didn't mean that. I'm just upset" I say, massaging my temples. She just nods and walks up to me. She embraces me, trying to comfort me.
"Do you want to go clubbing?" I ask her. I suddenly got the urge to get my mind of things. Have some fun.
She lets out a slight chuckle, "of course"
Our driver isn't available so we decide to take the motorcycle. We fly on the road, driving downtown and to my favourite night club.
Taylor is holding her hands In the air, feeling the wind. It's as if all of our troubles just fly off us.
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When we arrive, we walk in, hand in hand, just ignoring the paparazzis blinding us with their inhumane shots.
The place is packed, I see some familiar faces but I don't bother acknowledging them. They're the kind of friends who would write a book about you if you ever made it. Tonight is for me and Taylor, no one else.
We walk to the bar and order some shots, more than necessary. I'll have to leave the motorcycle here so that we can get a cab.
We end up in the heart of the dance floor.
the music is pounding in my ears just the perfect amount. I feel the alcohol running through my veins, making me feel so much lighter.
I'm holding Taylor as close as I can, never wanting to let go as we move to the beat.
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I look into her eyes, and as soon as hers meets mine we kiss, just as on command. She tastes so good, her cherry chapstick is transferring over to my lips. This is reminding me about how much I love this woman.
Without thinking pull back and ask her: "Taylor. I want to marry you. Will you marry me?"
She laughs at first. "Are you serious?"
I look at her confusingly, "why wouldn't I be?"
"I didn't think you were too interested in me anymore to be honest"
"Taylor. I want to marry you." She smiles from one ear to another, "me too. A thousand times yes"
I smile relieved. I was afraid she'd say no for a second.
I hug around her. As happy as ever. We spend the rest of the night drinking and dancing as much as we possibly can. Me and my fiancé.
Writers note: I'm aware the last chapters have been pretty chaotic and intense but that's life I guess! I don't really have time for writing but I will do my best to update💗
