Put A Label On It (Louis Tomlinson)

The Haylor Effect

6th

"Well, make yourself comfortable. Hope the single bed is okay with you."

"Okay? OKAY?? Are you mad this place is like... WOAH!! Like the... Queen's house! Probably cooler, since here you can probably wear whatever you please. AHH!!" She squeals, jumping around the room. I chuckle slightly at her.

"Well I'm glad you like it. Want a drink? I'll get one for you while you unpack." She drags her two luggages to the wardrobe.

"Diet Coke please!! If you have!!" She yells before I hear some clangs and noises of her unpacking. I head over to the fridge in the kitchen, pull Liam's (shocker I know) head out of the fridge, grab a Diet Coke and a Fanta, put his head back in and leave.

"Heyyy!!" I hear Liam faintly yell.

I head back upstairs where Taylor is jumping on the bed. The second she sees me, she lands on the bed, cross-legged and grinning at me. I shake my head, passing her her drink.

"Y'know this might be the only reason I'm jealous of your height. When I jump, sometimes I hit the ceiling!" I whine. She laughs.

"Well duh! Us 5"5' girls have perks too, y'know." I laugh again at the girl. She's a total ball of sunshine, probably what Haz needs.

"Let's meet the rest, kay?" She grabs my hand excitedly and nods.

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"So this is Taylor..."

"Lautner. No just kidding Lachey." We all laugh but Haz does a bit of a scoff-laugh. Sheesh dude. Lay off the girl.

"Don't even know the last name of the girl, mate?" He says. Everybody gives him the 'you-serious-bro' look. Including Taylor.

Lachey.

"Well anyway, as you all know, I'm Taylor Lachey, not related to Lautner or Swift. Although they're a cute couple. I'm 18 and I'll be 19 on February 1st." At this we all gasp and Haz facepalms.

"This is way too cliche for me," he states and we all giggle/laugh.

"What? Someone else born February 1st?" She cocks her head at us. Harry raises his hand. She bursts out laughing. We look at her weirdly and she reduces her laughs to giggles.

"Nothing..." she mutters, shaking her head. "It's pretty embarrassing so..." she shrugs and hugs herself. Harry looks at her with interest and cracks a small smile. I smirk. Now that is what I was looking for.

"But cool Harry! So we're kinda like twins! But I guess it'd be bad, cuz then we'd get half the attention on our birthdays..." everyone laughs, this time including Harry. Well finally that stubborn idiot is cracking a smile.

After chatting a while, we all disperse but Taylor seems to take interest in Harry. Well that makes the two of them. I see Harry giving her one word answers, so she resorts to asking retarded questions, some so retarded Harry has to laugh. In his darkest moments, sometimes I just have to leave him alone and wait for him to be okay again. Taylor doesn't seem to have that problem though. She can just saw though his outer shell and even though he doesn't show much, he unconsciously lets her touch him and place her hands around him. I see her being her retarded self as she pretends to fall on Harry and Harry catches her, finally letting on a real laugh. The kind of laugh that makes your eyes crinkle and you throw your head back like a little girl. The kind of laugh I have failed to get out of Harry. I feel a pang in my chest and I wish I had Taylor's magic and could light up everybody's world literally.

I just punned didn't I.

So punny.

Honestly, I don't feel much jealousy.

I just want to have a moment like that with my El.

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The next morning, Taylor wakes up a little later than me. But when she does, she's practically jumping in the air.

"GUYSS!!" She squeals "IhavetodoadocumentaryofyouguyssoIcanstayafewmonths!!"

"Awesome!!" I cheer.

"What?" Everyone else asks.

"Taylor is doing a documentary of us!! She can stay a few months! Which means no more old stalkerish people!!" I cheer. Taylor laughs as everyone cheers.

"Morning boys, morning Tay-Tay," Harry walks into the kitchen, saying.

"Morning Hazzy," Taylor replies in a defiant way.

They said WHAT NOW?!

I practically choke on my food before composing myself.

"Woah woah woah what bonding happened while we were asleep? You guys did the deed?" I butt into their smirking/glaring/blushing/staring/grinning session.

"EWW NO!!" Taylor shrieks in horror.

"WHAT THE HELL NO!!" Harry yells, equally shocked. I smirk mischievously.

"Aww you guys are adorable!" I gush and Taylor looks like she's gonna throw up or punch me.

Or both.

"So! About the documentary!" Liam swiftly changes the subject.

"I heard." Harry smiles at Taylor (Tay-Tay) in an encouraging way and she grins proudly.

"I have to go pick up my equipment and we'll get started. I'll try not to make it awkward. Also Lou, hate or love to break it to you but your 'girlfriend' is coming for photo ops. Or should I say video ops. I hate those so imma just pray that El2 comes. HOW AWESOME WOULD THAT BE?!" She rambles and I smile.

"You haven't met El1."

"True." She shrugs. "Please tell me she isn't as awkward as El3."

"Well El3 was caught off guard. She'll be fine next round." The boys look at us like 'why does Taylor know more than us?' and we look at each other and shrug. Taylor plops herself in between Harry and I before screaming in realisation and taking another seat. Harry rolls his eyes at her before joining her at her little corner she made out since there are no seats. They start mumbling nothings to each other and all through out they're grinning at each other.

"You okay?" Liam asks and I smile and nod.

"They're a good pair."

"Harry? Straight? What the hell happened..." Zayn mutters, shaking his head at the lad who actually is interested in Taylor.

"Taylor's got some magic powers."

"That only work on Harry," Niall adds. We all snicker as we watch Harry offer his hand and Taylor smiling at him but smacking his hand and getting up.

"Hey!" He whines quietly and Taylor giggles, mumbling something to him while adjusting her clothes. He rolls his eyes (again) and picks up the cups and plates, Taylor quickly helping him and they dump the stuff into the sink. We all pretty much watch them like a movie as the work together to wash the dishes, totally oblivious to us. Taylor takes a tissue and tries to wipe something off Harry's lips but Harry shies away. She laughs, passing him the tissue.

How does she manage to do that?

How do they manage to do that?

Suddenly, I hear a phone ring and Liam pulls out his phone, typing furiously and frowning until another sound is emitted from the phone. Then he frowns and leaves abruptly. "Need to call Dani" is all he says. "That goon of a person," he mutters under his breath.

He's reevaluated his love life. He's back in a relationship. Harry didn't even need to reevaluate although he'll have to soon. Taylor's not gonna just be there forever.

What stopping me from even getting a start on my love life?

Oh right.

Three identical triplets.