Just Kidding

Story Of My Life

Taylor.

"Where did you get your hair done, love? I want golden locks just like those but I never want to do it myself. You must have enough money to do it like twice month!" Harry's aunt laughed like a mad woman and elbowed her husband's stomach.

"I'm sorry," I looked at her quizzically, not really sure how to respond. I looked at Harry who was standing beside me, silently begging for help.

"Yes, haha. Well look at the time." Harry looked at a watch that wasn't on his wrist and dragged me away. We walked outside in his backyard and out towards the woods behind his home.

"Hmm," I said as we were walking, "what a great way to throw everyone off of your trail, Styles." I narrowed my eyes at Harry.

"Yes. My master plan is almost complete." He forced an evil grin and stroked his chin. I laughed out loud and dropped his hand.

That's something that I loved, through all of the other madness in our relationship, he will always get my jokes and ideas. He gets me better than anyone else has.

"On the count of four, what's your biggest fear?" I said in my best British accent.

"Four?" Harry asked. I looked at him with a silent plead of "Seriously, ignore it". "Okay, okay." He laughed and leaned forward to place a small kiss on my cheek.

"1.." I closed my eyes after watching Harry close his.

"2..."

"3..."

Just as I said four, Harry admitted his biggest fear. I opened my eyes to see Harry having one eye opened.

"I'm scared that I will never make you feel true happiness with what short time we have."

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"3..."

"2..."

"1!!!!! Happy New Year!"

Everyone screamed and cheered on as midnight struck in New York. The ball dropped and everyone was kissing.

Harry kissed me despite all of the negative vibes he was getting. I know he hated public displays of affection but I have always wanted to do the kiss at midnight on new years thing.

"I love you," Harry whispered in my ear as I hugged him after the kiss. I felt relieved that he said it. I was beginning to think he was growing tired of me. His hand left his pocket and wrapped around my back.

"Can we go now?" He asked. I nodded my head and we struggled to walk out of the crowd. Once we finally got to what looked like an exit, Harry's body guard had found us and escorted us to the car.

"Is it just me or did New Years used to be a lot more fun?" Harry said as we walked through the parking garage.

"That's because you used to be able to drink." I smiled at him. He mocked a laugh and we got inside the limo.

"Where do you want to go now?" He asked.

"There's nowhere really to go. Every place in New York and Baltimore is packed."

"Baltimore?" Harry echoed.

"Shut up," I giggled and rolled my eyes.

"Why don't you two just take it easy for tonight." Matt, my driver, told us through the rear view mirror. I smiled at him and Harry started debating. The privacy window was rolled up with a small nod from Matt.

"We could call everyone and see if they will come over and hang out with us?" Harry suggested. "Or go to where they are at?"

"Everyone is having too much fun, Harry." I leaned my head on his shoulder.