The Story of Our Song ||Laylor||

Chapter 1: Just For Pυвℓι¢ιту

A few months earlier

-Taylor-

I picked up my phone. It was ringing at the moment, and even though I wasn't in the mood for talking to anyone, I checked the caller ID. It was an unknown number, but I clicked the 'Answer Call' button anyways.

"Hello?" I asked into the phone.

"Is this Miss Taylor Swift?" The person on the other end asked, very business-like.

"May I ask who is asking?" I asked, not wanting to give my identity to someone unknown.

"I am Harry Magee from Modest! Management and we are calling to speak to Miss Taylor Swift. Are you her?" The man on the other side said, still very business-like.

"Yes, this is her. May I ask why you are calling?" I said politely.

"We would like to meet with you and your management to discuss...things. When is a good time for you?" He asked.

"Let me check with my management and I will call you back. May I call this number?" I asked to clarify.

"Yes, please do. I will speak to you shortly Miss Swift." He said.

I hung up and called my management. I explained everything and we went over some dates that would be available.

I called the Modest! Management number back and the same man, Harry Magee, picked up. I told him who I was and we set a date for this Monday, at 4:00pm. We were meeting in a private room at the West Inn and Suites hotel, because that's where Harry Magee was going to stay at when he flies in to meet with me.

I set my phone down and sighed. What would Modest! Management want to talk to me about?

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I entered into the hotel. He said he would meet me in the lobby. I had my bodyguards standing behind me. I smoothed down the business dress I put on this morning. I spotted a business-looking man walking over towards me. I felt my bodyguards take a step closer to me. The man came up to me, holding his briefcase.

"Good afternoon Miss Swift. I'm Harry Magee from Modest! Management. I'm the one that spoke to you over the phone." He said, holding out his hand for me to shake. I noticed his British accent, but ignored it and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you." I said politely. My management came in and Mr. Magee introduced himself.

My bodyguards stepped back as Mr. Magee led us down a hallway. We entered an elevator and rode up. We exited and Mr. Magee led us to a room.

I noticed the sign next to it saying 'Business Room'. He opened the door and led me in. My bodyguards stayed outside of the room to give me, my management, and Mr. Magee some privacy.

As I stepped into the room, I looked around. I noticed a picture on the wall and a table in the center. It was a small table, but me, my management, and Mr. Magee weren't alone. I looked to see no other than Harry Styles.

I've only had, like, one conversation with Harry, so this was quite awkward. I see Harry stand up and walk over to us. "Hi, Taylor." He said politely giving me a hug. I hugged him back. "Hello, Harry wasn't it?" I said sarcastically. He cracked a smile. I relaxed and felt the tension light up.

We all took a seat and Mr. Magee got right into it. "So, Miss Swift, your probably wondering why I called you in and then a member of One Direction shows up-" He paused looking at me. I nodded and he continued. "-well you see One Direction's management is Modest! Management, so that's why Harry is here." He explained. I nodded. "I have one question," I started. He nodded for me to continue. "Why aren't the other members of One Direction here as well?" I asked. Mr. Magee took a deep breath.

"Well you see, we want you and Harry here to date. Just as a publicity stunt of course." He said, smiling.

Harry hit the table with his palm. I clenched my fists. He wants us to what?!

"You want us to what?!" Harry said, trying to stay calm, but it was evident he was getting mad. "Why date each other. You know, boyfriend-girlfriend, restaurants, beaches, things like that." Mr. Magee explained as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

Harry and I looked at each other and we raised our eyebrows. They want us to date? I mean it does make sense, because he is in a world-famous boy band and I'm a world-famous singer. But, I'm just not all that into it. I like to find my own dates, not be set up for it just for publicity.

"No." I said. Harry nodded. "She's right, no. I'm not doing it." Harry said. "Harry, you are doing this. You have to. We're your management and this will be good for the band." Mr. Magee said. Harry tried to argue, but my management cut him off. "Taylor will do it." One of them said. I don't even know who, because I was in shock. They can't tell us what to do. Wait, I take that back, yes they can.

I sighed and Harry slammed his palm on the table, standing up. "How long will this, so-called, 'relationship' last?" Harry asked, putting air-quotes around relationship. "Well, as long as we need it to," Mr. Magee said, still smiling. My management got up and so did Mr. Magee and I. I stood next to Harry, as far away from all of them as we could.

"Well girlfriend, I guess I'll be seeing you a lot more." Harry said cheekily, putting emphasize on girlfriend. I rolled my eyes. "Goodbye boyfriend, and don't forget-I loooooove you hunnykins." I said sarcastically. Harry started laughing and I smiled. "Hunnykins?" Harry asked after he stopped laughing.

"You bet, hunnykins. I gotta go now, but I'll see you later." I said winking. "Wait, Tay!" Harry said. I walked back to where I was standing before I started walking away. "Yeah?" I asked. He took his phone out of his pocket. "I need your number, you know, just in case we have to go on a date, sweetcheeks." He said, handing me his phone. "Sweetcheeks, really?" I asked, taking his phone and raising my eyebrows. He nodded, smirking. I rolled my eyes, but handed him my phone.

He told me his password and I told him mine. I went onto contacts and entered mine as 'Sweetcheeks'. I entered my number and pressed the home button. Might as well start the publicity thing now.

I opened up the camera app and turned it to the front camera. "Hunnykins, come here for a sec." I said. he came over and stood next to me. "Smile." I said, holding the phone up. He looked up and we both smiled. I took the picture and Harry went back to whatever he was doing on my phone. I clicked on the Twitter app and he was still logged in. I added the picture and captioned the tweet:

@Harry_Styles: Hangin' with this hottie @taylorswift13

I smirked to myself and posted the tweet. Within seconds I got floods of tweets. I read them and started laughing at most of them. I handed Harry's phone back and he handed me mine back. He unlocked his phone and it was still on the Twitter app. I could see his eyebrows scrunch up together. I looked on his screen. He was just clicking on the tweet I posted as him. I watched his eyes as he read it. He started smiling and then started laughing. I smiled. "Jerk." He mumbled, hitting my arm. I smirked and unlocked my phone, curious as to what he was doing.

It was open to my Twitter and I could see plenty of tweets coming in. I went onto my account to see a new tweet. It had a picture attached and I clicked on the tweet. I started laughing at what it said. It was a picture of Harry and I, except I was looking down at his phone and he was the only one looking at the camera. It was captioned:

@taylorswift13: Hey cutie@harry_styles <3

I looked up at him to see him looking over my shoulder. I rolled my eyes at him and soon we were both laughing. "You're an even bigger jerk." I said, hitting his arm.

I could see our managements getting done talking. They both shook hands and I turned to Harry. "Well, goodbye for now, hunnykins." I said, giving him a hug. He hugged me back. "Bye, sweetcheeks." He said, smirking.

I walked out of the hotel with my bodyguards around me. We got into the black car and I sat down in the back. My phone beeps and I look at it to see I got a text.

From: Hunnykins<3

Sent at 4:48pm

Hey Sweetcheeks ;)

I rolled my eyes, but sent a text back. We had little conversation until I was dropped off at my house.

This whole thing won't be so hard, will it?