A Harry Styles And Taylor Swift Love story (HAYLOR)

New years eve

Taylor's POV

The days apart were great, I missed kissing him, touching him, feeling him beside me and sleeping with him, but talking to him all day long made it less.

We literally skyped 8 9 times a day, maybe for hours. Our families were involved too, sometime ill just be sitting in my lounge talking to him and Austin would join me and suddenly it's all about cars and football and sometimes he would be talking in his common room and Gemma would join us and baking stuff starts from there.


We enjoyed even Christmas together, we had cargo them some gifts and they did the same, it was like we were a married couple because we only didn't send gifts to harry but all his family. They did the same, Harry got me tickets to another trip to Virgin Islands and I bought him a guitar, and a journal. I taught him guitar in Utah and I want him to start playing, he's good in writing so he may start writing songs too.

It was the last day before we both were leaving for New york for the performance I had to do, he promised me he would be there, he wanted to kiss me at midnight.

"Why don't you come with him, my mom is gonna be there too" I told his mom, with whom I was really frank due to our continuos Skype sessions.

"I can't, I have so much work here, but I am sure I can meet you soon. "

"I hope that"

"Why don't Taylor visits uk again?" Harry said excitedly.

"Shut up harry, you know I can't"

"But " he pouted.

"Don't fall for it taylor" her mother warned and we all laughed.

Soon my mother was behind me too and all four were enjoying the jokes and teasing, we had great time teaming up against the single boy present -Harry.

"That's not fair, my mom should at least be at my side" he whined

"What's not fair" my father joined us.

"Hey" they greeted him.

"Hey Harry and Ms.Anne, how's it going, plans for new year?" He asked.

"My son is leaving to meet his girlfriend, and me well nothing much yet" Anne replied.

"My daughter is leaving too" my dad shrugged.

"Oh come on you people, don't be dramatic" Harry said.

"Exactly, I am going for work" I said proudly.

"Well, me ....umm me.... I am going for her" Harry shrugged making us all laugh.

The next day everything was great, I was ready for everything for my performance tonight, I was talking with Grant, my guitarist when I received a call for him.

"I am not sure baby if I can mAke it" he said as soon as I received his call

"What??" He was suppose to be here later that night around 9 pm.

"I am going back to my home, I missed my flight because I forgot my passport, I am trying to find any other flight but everything is packed, it's New Years. I am so sorry I always mess things up"

"Shh, it's totally fine, we can say I love you's at midnight, just stay safe, don't hurry back or drive fast"

"I am coming baby, I am trying my best, but if I can't I am really sorry"

"Harry I really have to go and rehearse, don't apologize it's fine"

I was disappointed but not with him, maybe with faith. I wanted to kiss him at midnight, I was getting excited about that. How we will start our New Years together. But it's still fine for me, it's not his mistake.

Hours and Hours later I was just hoping on one text he sent me before that said he found a flight maybe he can come but he didn't reply me after that. I wonder if he's coming ?

It was time for my performance, I kissed my mom and went on stage. I was sick. I had flu, and fever, and cough and headache, and I blame it all on our Utah trip together.

I just hope this goes well, I started "I remember when we broke up"
And ten minutes later I was singing "trouble, trouble trouble"

That's how it ended, I stood there for few seconds waving at fans before taking off stage to go backstage, it's 11:39 already. He isn't coming.

As I walk towards it, I saw a familiar face, familiar dimples, and familiar curls, the same green eyes locked into mine, the beautiful excited smile, and his voice.

"Taylor" he squealed.

I didn't say a word, I ran straight in to his arms, I hugged him for my dear life. I don't know if it was because I didn't expect him to be there or it was because I met him after a week, whatever it was it felt perfect. It felt like I got my life back, I was suddenly breathing in a better way, I felt like flying in his arms, I felt like I am a puzzle and got my missing piece back.

"I missed you" I said while my head was still on his shoulder, arms around his neck, his hands around my waist, I could feel him laughing.

"I missed you too, but looks like someone missed me more than I expected."

"More than it was even possible" I replied, and I felt tears in my eyes, meeting him after a week really felt great. I wish he stays forever because these moments are perfect.

I pulled back slowly, and tried to hide the tears.

"Baby I am here, I missed you too but I am here" he assured, wiping my tears.

"I am not crying, I am just sweating" I lied.

"Yes with red eyes, why didn't you use "something just got in my eye" that's more believable than this" he teased.

"Whatever Mr.Styles"

He kissed me, in front of my crew, his crew, my mother.

I took a minute to change my clothes and get freshen up before midnight, he spent time with my mother, I had so many friends around he could have been with them but he prefers my mom.

I came back, he held his arm for me to loop in and I did, while pecking his lips.

"Come on, it's like 2 minutes left" he informed me making me gasp.

"What? Runn" I yelled.

He only laughed and we started walking, our security guided us through the crowd, people kept snapping pictures, but who cares.

When we reached there, I saw Grant, my guitarist, standing with his girlfriend.

"Harry, this is one of my best friend, Claire, and this his boyfriend, another of my best friend and guitarist" I introduced them and they all shook hands.

We turned back and I started counting.

"11...10...9....8..7...6....5..4...3....2.."