Taylor's POV
"Thank you," I say to the taxi driver when we pull up in front of the apartment building, and hand over some money.
He gives a curt nod in response, and drives away once I have my bags and suitcase with me.
I take a deep breath and look up, soaking in the view. Tall buildings ad skyscrapers tower over me. This is it, I think to myself. This is New York. I've only been here for a few minutes, but something just feels, well, right. This is home.
I sling my backpack over my shoulders and pull my suitcase as I walk into the apartment building, and push the "up" button next to the elevators. Within a minute, the elevator to my left sounds, and I step into it. Thankfully, I'm alone. I push the "13" button and look up as the elevator moves.
I find my apartment, 1326, and unlock the door. The door across the hall clicks, and I turn around to see a tall, curly haired boy with deep green eyes looking at me.
"New?" he asks. I hear an accent.
Probably British.
"Yep," I answer.
"Guess you're my new neighbor. I'm Harry," he says, holding out his hand.
I shake it. "Taylor."
"Pretty name. I'll see you later. Welcome to New York," he replies, grinning. Before his door is completely closed, I hear him add, "It's been waiting for you."
It's been waiting for me.
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AN: Vote, comment, follow? :)
All of the boys have so much going on. Then Niall's there eating popcorn 😂.
