Taylor's POV
"Thank you Nashville!" I screamed into my mic, only causing the audience to roar louder. I had just finished the North American leg of my Red Tour. The curtain went down, and soon everyone was hugging me. Luke Bryan, Ed Sheeran, Liz, even Selena came. But the hug I had waited for was next. Harry held his arms out, and I jumped into them.
"Great show tonight, Tay." He said, in the British accent I just couldn't get enough of.
"Thanks, Haz." I said, kissing his cheek. I know what you're thinking. I thought you broke up? Well, we did, or so the press thinks. Secret dating is hard as a celebrity, but we make it work. I hated that people though we were just a publicity stunt. Ugh.
"Come on, Tay! We have an after party to get ready for!" Selena said. I smiled, I had forgot about the after party my best friends had planned. Abigal was here, and she ran up, and hugged me.
"Alright, let's go!" I said, and walked off, but not before hugging my parents and brother, and thanking them for coming. We went to my dressing room, where I changed into a strapless black dress, that was sequined. It was snug to my body, and the skirt went down to mid thigh. I curled my hair, and put a black headband on, letting my bangs cover my forehead. I pulled on black peep toe heels. Then, I let Selena do my makeup. I looked in the mirror. I had sparkly eyeshadow and blush. Along with my signature red lipstick. And little bit of my Covergirl mascara.
Selena was wearing a spaghetti strap gold dress that had a little bit of a puffy skirt. She had on gold heels, and her hair was straight. She had on black mascara and winged eyeliner. She wore clear lipgloss.
Abigal had on a dress like mine, only in red. She also had a grey thin leather belt. She had on matching heels, and her hair was in a sleek curled ponytail. A little bit of gold glittery eyeshadow, and black mascara. She wore hot pink lipgloss.
"To the limo!" Selena said, goofily. I smiled, and we dashed out to the limo, each holding our clutches, which contained lipgloss, our iPhones, and our credit cards. Along with a little bit of cash.
We got in the limo, and Selena recited my home address. The limo driver nodded, and I smiled. Selena handed me a martini in a little plastic cup. I don't normally drink, but I guess I could make an exception. I smiled, and took a sip.
We pulled up to my housse, and the party was already in full swing. Lights flashed throughout the house, and a DJ was playingn mixes of my songs, and some other songs. I found Harry right away. We each got a drink, and we danced the night away.
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Misunderstood (A Taylor Swift and Harry Styles FanFic)
Fanfiction"Haylor, Just For The Publicity!" "Harry Styles and Taylor Swift, Just a Stunt?" Headlines read. Taylor was sick of them. They were lies, all of them, and she needed to prove it. She loves Harry. Harry loves her. They need to understand that. And...
