Style (Harry Styles and Taylor Swift)

5 - Speed Bump

My flight touches down in London at around 4pm and butterflies run through my body. Harry and I have been hanging out almost everyday, but recently he's had to stay in London due to work, so I couldn't help myself by taking the jet over. 

I arrive at his house within 25 minutes, being too impatient to go check into my hotel room. I smile ear to ear as we pull up to my newest friends house. "Here we are, Ms. Swift. Anything else we can do for you?" My security asks as we pull up to the house. "Uhm, can you bring all my stuff to the hotel, please?" Jeff, my main security man nods. "You got it." I smile and thank him before jumping out of the car and basically sprinting up the driveway. I haven't seen Harry in 2 weeks, and although we were nothing more than friends, I couldn't stop thinking about him. I ring the doorbell and within seconds the door opens. A girl opens the door before looking me up and down, wondering who I am and why i'm at Harry's door. The minute I see the model-esque girl my heart drops. "Uhm, Can I help you?.." She asks, sounding rather confused. She runs her fingers through her long brown hair. She's wearing a tank top and shorts, looking like she's comfortable with being at Harry's. Her eyes are a piercing green and her freckles pop off of her face. "Yeah.. I was- uh- looking for Harry," I try to explain. Her brow furrows. "Babe," she calls, and within seconds the beautiful mopy headed Harry is standing beside her, his hand on the small of her back. "Taylor?" He questions, confused as to why i'm here. This is what I get for surprising him, I guess. He had mentioned his girlfriend a few times, but I had never seen her so I had thought he might've been trying to make me jealous, which makes me look so stupid now. "Yea, hey.. I had to come to London for some business and figured i'd surprise you but.. you seem busy so.." I trail off. He gives me a slight smile. "You don't mind if my friend Taylor stays for a bit, do you babe?" He asks the girl and she shakes her head. "Not at all, baby," she says back in a condescending tone before taking Harry's face in her hands and kissing him on the cheek. He smiles. "Come on in, T." I follow Harry and the girl into the mansion, looking around as they lead me to the kitchen. "This is my girlfriend, Amanda, by the way," he says as he leans on the island in the middle of the kitchen. Amanda sits on a stool and starts eating cereal that had already been sitting there. "Nice to meet you, i'm Taylor," I smile awkwardly, and I'm met with a cold nod. "Hey, Manda i'm gonna go show Taylor around, alright?" He asks and she smiles. "Sure, Haz." He puts his hand on my back, leading me into up the stairs. "Sorry about her. She can be.. kinda cold," he whispers to me as we walk and I smile. "It's okay, I'm used to it." 

After Harry navigating me through a few of the many rooms in his large house, we end up in a music room. There are awards on every shelf and a piano sitting in the middle, with some guitars scattered around. I smile and immediately sit at the piano, Harry scooting next to me. "Play me a song," Harry says softly, looking into my eyes, his face just a few inches from mine. "Uhm, what kind of song. There's a lot," I say dryly and he chuckles. "I don't know- whatever first comes to mind," he laughs and I smirk. "Okay, if you say so." 

I arrange my fingers on the keys and start playing the song i've chosen, Harry's immediately rolling his eyes. "Baby you light up my world like nobody else, The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed." He groans. "Not funny." "But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell," I continue. He starts humming along, which soon turns to singing. He takes the next verse. "So c-come on. You got it wrong. To prove I'm right I put it in a song. I don't know why You're being shy, And turn away when I look into your eye-eye-eyes," he belts out and I smile. "Everyone else in the room can see it, everyone else but youuuuu," I sing. We both take the chorus. "Baby you light up my world like nobody else, The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed, But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell you don't know, you don't know your beautiful." We end the song laughing. "Wow, Swift. I think I should've started a band up with you," he chuckles. "We'd be unstoppable," I add, laughing back. Our laughter fades and we both keep our eyes locked on each other, our faces still inches away. Harry's eyes fall down to my lips, and are filled with hesitation. 

Amanda walks in the room, breaking us out of whatever we were just doing, and quickly causing us to separate. "Babe, wanted to let you know i've decided to postpone my work in Paris so I can stay with you a few more days," she smiles and Harry smiles too, hugging her. "Manda, that's awesome. But why? You have so many responsibilities out there this week." Her smile turns to a look of anger. "You don't want me to stay?" She asks, and Harry shakes his head. "I do, I do.. I just know how important the industry is," Harry explains, and I soon catch on that the girl before me is in fact a model, explaining a lot. "Well I was planning a really special night for us tonight.. but I guess you have better company anyways," she spits, staring at me. I panic. "No, actually I was just about to leave.. I have to get to the.. studio. Harry, I'll see you soon." I go to walk out, but Harry grabs my arm, pulling me back towards him. "No, Taylor, don't be ridiculous. A friend of mine is a friend of Amanda's, isn't that right babe?" He asks, giving her a scowling look and she puts on a smile. "Yeah! Actually, why don't Taylor and I go out in London while you get some work done, Haz?" Amanda asks, walking over to me and latching our arms together. I've never been more confused in my life. He looks back and forth from her to me. "Taylor.. are you okay with that? You guys could always hang here while I work.." he tries to think of ways to get me out of this, but I nod. "Harry, i'm fine. I really do wanna get to know Amanda," I smile. 

"Okay.. have fun."