Prologue.

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London, England.

Taylor Swift has started off her day terribly. She was hoping her date with Harry Styles was going to be alright. It was a long day, her last leg of her Red tour was dragging her mood down.

Taylor was patiently waiting for Harry to pick her up, their schedules being on date in London. Harry had agreed to take Taylor to Hyde Park in London. The singer already was a quite nervous, her newly placed short, blonde locks that reached to her shoulders bringing a band of sweat to her neck. She wasn't sure why she was so nervous, it was just Harry, after all.

Taylor looked out the window to find Harry coming to her front apartment door, knocking softly. Taylor opened the door and flashed Harry a happy smile, as he leaned in to give her a hug.

"You look beautiful Taylor." Harry pulled back from the hug to look her up and down. Taylor tried to hide her blush as much as she could, but it was already noticeable. They shared a kiss on New Years! What could go wrong.

Or at least, she thought nothing could go wrong.

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