You belong with me (A Harry Styles fanfiction)

Chapter 3 - Taylor Swift

2 days have passed and I’m starting do my job in the house except for the part that Anne always helps me with the dishes, the laundry and cooking. Especially cooking. I always tell her that I can do it myself without being rude and all but she insisted in helping me with my work.

In this fast few days, I also realized what Harry was talking about with the whole ‘don’t you recognize me’ thing. He is part of this famous boy band named One Direction. They were known all over the world. He was also companied with his bandmates  or as he called them his friends named, Louis Tomlinson, Liam Payne,  Zayn Malik, and Niall Horan. I can’t believe that I didn’t recognized him being a celebrity star. Well he does fit for being one considering his looks and he’s good singing voice.

Gemma always told me that her brother always likes to show off. But I don’t mind. Harry does show off but not the way that you get irritated immediately. Harry came back with an answer by saying to me that he knows his limits. I gave him a nudge in the shoulder and we both laughed.

And here I am again with Harry on the same living room after cleaning the whole place up.

“You should take a break” Harry interrupted

“Oh no, its okay” I smiled back returning to the spot that I was cleaning

“Oh c’mon, its already spotless”

“But I just can’t sit and do nothing” I joked

“Would it make a difference if I ‘ordered’ you to take a break” Harry smiled

Still the same joking Harry haha

“Fine. Since you ordered it” I smiled sitting opposite to him

“So how was cleaning?”

“Umm… good?” I sarcastically answered and chuckled

“C’mon, I bet you have tons of questions to ask me” Harry cocked his brow

Well I do have tons of questions for him. Like how did he become famous, how many fan girls chase him for his looks and good singing voice. Doesn’t it bother him for being stalked every tour he’s ever gotten. Especially because he’s handsome and all, does he have a girlfriend? The girlfriend part really wants me to ask him that but I have to lay low on the questions first.

“Here, let’s pretend that I’m going to be interviewed in your talk show” Harry joked

“ talk show?” I smiled and let out a little laugh

“Yup”

“Okay?” I looked at him

Harry cleared his throat pretending that he’s really going to be interviewed by my ‘talk show’ I can’t help but laugh at how he easily pretends. Then he stared at me motioning for me to do something but I gave him a confused look instead

“If your going to have a talk show, you have to introduce it to the audience” Harry mumbled

“What are you talking about?”

“You know like ‘The Ellen Degeneres” show or ‘Oprah’”

“Can I just start asking you questions instead?” I laughed

“No” He playfully shakes his head

“Fine” I sighed in defeat

Harry started to be quiet and wait for me to think of a name for my ‘talkshow’. Hmmm… The Emily show? What’s up Emily show? Okay.. I’m really not that good in naming stuff like this..

“You thought of a name?” Harry interrupted

“I-I don’t know…”

“You can do it” Harry smiled making me continue