Hiddleswift-this is Love

Months later

I'm doing a little time skip due to the fact that I had just reached what is happening right now and I feel that it is not a good idea to write about that time as I may unintentionally cause offence due to my own views on what is happening right now, at a later date I may or may not add chapters in where I have missed out parts.

It is about 23 months later

Tom's POV

as I promised Taylor months ago I'm taking her to England again, this time I'm taking her to London, I think she'll love it there. I'm sitting right next to her on the plane right now she's fizzing with excitement. "I can't wait Tom, how could you plan this without telling me?" I ask him, "Taylor you know that I enjoy surprising you!" I tell her. She gives me a huge smile. The seat belt sign goes on. "Ladies and Gentlemen we are preparing to land at Heathrow and are due to arrive in 15 minutes please buckle you seat belts and prepare for landing," the pilot tells us. Taylor buckles her own seat belt then grabs my hand, she has never enjoyed the landing or taking off while we're on a plane. "It's going to alright Taylor," I tell her, though I have to admit I did chuckle a bit, "Tom are you suggesting that I am scared?" she asks me,"yes I am," I answer. She laughs, she knows how well I know her. I have no idea how I have got to know her so well things just escalated to fast. It isn't long before we've touched down and their taking us of the plane. "Oh I can't wait to see everything," Taylor squeals, "don't you want to go to the hotel first?"I ask her, "you're kidding right? Who has time for hotels when you're in London?" Taylor exclaims. I laugh, I love how entusastic she is about everything, she can't seem to help herself. She just makes everything sound so amazing. "Ok so what do you say we drop these bags of then make our way around London? It's only midday we may even have time for Lunch," I suggest, "As if I could ever say no," Taylor practically yells. I laugh and put my hand up for a taxi. I put our bags in the trunk and then join Taylor in the back of the taxi. "It's so beautiful here, I wish I could live here," Taylor says, "maybe one day you will," I say, "But I would want to live here with you," Taylor explains. I wrap my arm around Taylor and she budges herself nearer. "NO WAY IT'S LOKI!" the driver exclaims suddenly. Taylor then sits up straight. "Loki as in that part you play in Thor?" Taylor asks, "You know it baby," I tell her. Taylor blushes at me calling her baby, it makes her look so cute, not that she isn't cute already. "And you must be Taylor Swift, I have a little girl and she loves you to bits, oh she would kill to be in this Taxi right now," The taxi driver buts in, "how far is the hotel from here?" Taylor asks me, "Just a couple of blocks," I tell her, "You can stop right here sir, how much will it be?" Taylor says. The driver seems a bit upset by our sudden leave. "£20 miss," He tells her. Taylor pays the driver and I get our bags from the trunk. "Sorry but  I felt a bit creeped out in there," Taylor tells me, "No worries, I was a bit scared from the moment he called me Loki," I laugh. I grab my bag and Taylor gets hers. We walk to the hotel, Taylor really enjoys this as it gives her the chance to have a more private conversation. We book in then leave out bags in the room. We make our way into the city. Taylor finds this charming cafe and we stop there for Lunch. "So, what are we going to do? We have a full weekend!" I ask Taylor, "I have no clue, I just want to see everything!" Taylor exclaims, "Yes well I'm not sure how easy that is going to be," I tell her. Taylor just laughs and scoots her chair around to be next to mine. I put and arm around her and we continue to eat. When we're done we take a stroll in the park nearby. "I love the country feel England has, you can't find it anywhere else," Taylor says, "I thought you were the queen of country surely you should know," I question, "Country music," Taylor corrects me. We sit down on a bench and Taylor snuggles close. "I love you Tom," Taylor tells me, "I love you to Taylor," I respond. I lean in and give Taylor a kiss, she wraps her arms around my neck and we embrace. I love her so much it's times like this that make me wonder how I ever survived without her. When we end the kiss I hear a noise behind us. I turn around, it's the tabloids. Taylor notices too. "Do we actually care what the photograph?" Taylor asks me, "No," I answer. I carry on kissing her. The tabloids got the hint that we didn't care and they came a little closer. I had wanted a little private time with Taylor but any time with Taylor is magical.