Well is it just me or was #haylor a terrible couple. Just no.
So I want to write this story about them and yeah.
Hope ya like it
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Chapter 1:management
Harry's P.O.V.
I can't believe management is making me do this.. She acts so full of herself and clingy. She thinks we are actually meant to be.. What she doesn't know is I act. I don't like her at all. Not one bit. But if I tell her that, the whole plan will crumble. So I have to pretend we are in love or whatever shit this is.
Still Harry's P.O.V.(an hour later)
"Mate are you doing anything tonight?" Louis yelled at me from the livingroom.
Just as I was about to yell back no, I got a text from management saying that I had to go on a date with Taylor.
I yelled back "Yeah mate, I have to go meet up with Taylor, sorry." Just then Taylor decided it was a good time to text me how she couldn't wait to be in my arms.
"Great" I mumbled.
I made my curls into a quiff so it would be out of my face, threw on a semi formal suit, sprayed on my cologne and waited for the time to come for me to pick up Taylor.
Taylor's P.O.V.
I was on the phone with my best friend, Ellee and squealed "Oh my gosh look at the time! I better start getting ready for my DATE with my BOYFRIEND Harry STYLES." As if he didn't know. I have been babbling on and on about how perfect we were together.
"OHEMGEE" She squealed right back in my ear. She can be so annoying sometimes.
"Yeah well I gtg bye babe, luff ya, miss ya!!" And with that I hung up. I had to get ready. I think we were going to a club, but what if the paparazzi are there?!?! I better look hot for Harry and the cameras, I thought.
I searched through my closet in search of something showy, and found the perfect thing, my dark red dress that was sparkley and reaches my mid-thigh. It also hangs a bit low in the top if you know what I mean. I hope he loves it. I put it on and put on my makeup, foundation, mascara, eyeliner, and of course red lipstick! As for my shoes I wore some black pumps.
This nights going to get interesting..
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Ohhkay was this good? First story don't judge omg I'm being judged. I feel it 0.o
Well my little trumpatiers (that's what I'm going to call y'all) this was my first/second story. I'm doing one shots but sigh. I haven't gotton any requests.
Well bya trumpatiers
Peace love and trumpets:p
