Harry’s POV
As I open my eyes, I am slightly startled. I’m in Taylor’s house… All of a sudden, memories from last night flash through my mind. I shake it off when I see Taylor walking through the bedroom door, and she doesn’t look happy. Setting Meredith down on the windowsill, she comes over to me and sits on the bed.
“Harry-” She starts. I interrupt her.
“Taylor I’m sorry, I didn’t know if you were ready or not, it was just so-” I said, really fast, only to be cut off.
“I don’t remember it at all.” She spits out. What? But it was so amazing… I thought.
“Tay, you don’t remember it at all?” I ask.
“Not at all. All I remember getting here, and starting to dance. Other than that, it’s a blur. Harry, I never drink, I don’t know what happened! I wish I could just do it all over again. I wanted our first time to be special.”
“Maybe it happened for a reason.. it’s like they say ri-”
“That’s not the point, Harry,” she says tiredly, putting her head in her hands. “I guess it’s my own fault.”
“Darling, you know that’s not true, now come cuddle.” I pull her into an embrace and start tickling her sides as she shrieks and laughs, trying to swat me away.
I stop and look her in the eyes.
“I love you so much, Taylor, please remember that.”
“Ok, Haz. I love you too,” She smiles, and kisses me.
Taylor’s P.O.V
We walk out, hand in hand. Selena and Abigail give us odd looks but smile encouragingly.
“Where were you guys all night?” Selena winks.
“Yeah,” Abigail adds, “probably playing board games, right?” We all laugh.
“We didn’t need board games to have fun..” I say and Harry’s dimples become even more prominent. “Do you guys want anything from McDonalds?”
Instantly, both girls sprint to the kitchen to write down their orders.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Hey guys! So just to let y'all know, this story is written by me and my friend, @rock_me_haz on the sidebar is Taylor's Nashville house!
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