Taylor's P.O.V
"It was me," he tells me."Wha-at?" I ask.
"Yes, baby. That guy was me," he whispers.
"How? What? Are you sure? What are you saying?" I hound on him with questions.
"Calm down! What do you mean by are you sure?" He laughs.
"Tell me, Harry! Was it really you?" Is that why I felt the same way I did back then? I was scared to tell me about it. I just decided against it because I didn't want any problems between us. But this is completely shocking!
"Yes. It was me. I was in New York that year, too. My parents were visiting some friends but I didn't really go with them," he says.
"So, you're my first kiss then?" I ask him playfully.
"Aren't you happy?" He asks.
"I would be if I was yours, too," I pout.
"And, what if I actually say that you were?"
"I'd kiss you senseless," I tell him.
"Well, then you are!" His wicked smirk makes me jump and I hug him tight.
"Well, what happened to kiss you senseless?" He seductively added.
I tiptoed and kissed him softly on the lips. He immediately turned it only a tempo and pushed me back to the wall. My hands pulling his hair and he groaned.
His fingers pressed into my waist and pulled me towards him. His hand cupped my butt pushing me further into his groin and I moaned.
"Harry," I screamed when he bit my earlobe.
"God, Taylor," He groaned and picked me up signalling me to put his arms around his waist.
I obliged and he carried me to the bed dropping me with a loud thud and I giggled.
He joined me back in the bed trailing kissed down my jawline, my neck and finally at my upper chest. His hands raked downwards tugging at my top and his hands were now inside it.
Harry's P.O.V
I cupped her breasts and she moaned my name again. Oh, what would I do to make her keep moaning my name over and over. She shivered under me and I pulled her bottom lip, biting it. Her hands roamed all over my chest tracing the tattoos. She sighed breathlessly as I stopped to breathe for myself. I was overwhelmed by the fact that we were each other's first kiss."Fuck, baby. You're the most responsive girl I've ever-" I stopped mid-sentence realising what I just said was totally wrong. Her head hit the pillow and she looked away.
"I'm so sorry," I pulled back.
She didn't even look at me. Didn't move a bit.
"Tay? I really am. It just.. Slipped," I tried to make excuses even though what I said was right.
"You know what? Let's just forget that it happened," she smiled at me. What? I can't believe she actaully said that. I mean, I totally wouldn't be fine if Taylor would have said anything like that to me.
"I'm so sorry," I said and she tried to sit up so I moved away. Is she really okay with this? I can't even make it out by her expression.
"Yeah," she answered, blankly.
"Okay," I sighed and sat parallel to her.
"Tell me what were you doing in New York then?" She was trying to ease the embarrassment. I could say that easily.
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Romantik'Taylor Swift' is a beautiful, elegant, rich nineteen year old girl who lives in Nashville with her family. She expects her new life in London to be as exciting as the country itself. Whereas, 'Harry Styles' is an arrogant, rich, handsome nineteen y...