happyilyhaylor one-shots

Secret Little Rendezvous

A/N: This one shot is for mature readers only! You've been warned :)

The entire audience at the 2013 VMA Awards were completely preoccupied with the performance going on on stage, while Harry's attention was settled on just one person. He couldn't help but look at her. She passed by him a few times and his band mates would point out that he was staring. It wasn't easy to see her looking so fucking good in that blue dress. It wasn't just the fact that her cleavage was so low, but she seemed like her confidence level was the highest it's ever been. He had to sit back and watch her look like that talking to other men that wasn't himself. She was torturing him.

When the performance ended and the commercial break started, Harry couldn't take it anymore. He pulled out his phone and scrolled down his texts, trying to find the last conversation he had with her. It had been a while.

He gave up looking and just started a new conversation.

Harry: Hey.

Taylor: Hi...

Harry: You look nice tonight.

Taylor: Thank you, Harry.

Harry: You got any plans after?

Harry's eyes darted over in her direction, she was sitting in the next section with her friends. When she caught him looking, he quickly diverted his eyes but he knew she saw him.

Taylor: Maybe. Why?

Harry: Just curious. Thought you'd wanna get a drink? I'm meeting Ed at the afterparty.

Taylor: So am I.

Harry: I'll see you there then?

......

Taylor never responded back to Harry's latest text. The last performance of the show had started by then and by the time the show ended, she was being led backstage by her team to get transported to the afterparty.

There were tons of people inside the party, dancing and mingling. Most people were recognizable celebrities. The biggest A-List musicians were in the room and Harry didn't even bat an eye. Not until he saw Taylor.

Taylor had a drink in her hand and she was talking loudly next to Ed and one of Ed's friends. You could tell she was having an animated conversation because even though she had a drink in one hand, her other hand was motioning her words.

Harry ordered a drink from the bar and took a long sip before approaching Taylor and Ed. Ed was the first to greet Harry, his eyes naturally excited to see his friend. He wasn't sure whether to expect Harry at these sort of events. He normally didn't show up to afterparties.

While Ed introduced Harry to his friend, Taylor kept her eyes on Harry. She was aware she never replied to his text, but she really had to debate whether or not this was going to be a good idea. But the closer he was to her and the more alcohol she had in her system, she was leaning more towards this being a really, really good idea. So good that it really was bad.

Harry could hear Ed continue to talk with his friend responding back to him, but Harry just nodded along. Harry watched as Taylor's eyes were locked on his and when he licked his lips, he smirked when he saw her becoming distracted by it.

He leaned towards her, his lips only inches from her ears, and raised his glass up close to the glass she was holding.

"Cheers?"

Taylor nodded her head and gave him a tight smile.

"Cheers," she replied, clinking their glasses together.