Find You There (Fanfic Version)

Twenty-Two

"Hello there, I don't believe I have seen you around in this neighborhood." A woman, probably in her middle twenties approaches me while smiling, looking down at me very sweetly.

She's got her blonde hair tied back behind her head in an elegant way, I believe, sprayed with some product to help keep it that way. She has beautiful blue eyes and her smile could easily light up the room. I know how to appreciate beauty and this woman certainly is stunning. I certainly never had seen her before because if I have, I would have recognized her at the very least.

She is holding a baby boy, a couple months or maybe a year old at the very least.

"I'm not really from around here," I answer with a smile. "I just came here with my friend, Harry."

She sits beside me, even with the child making random noises as she shakes him gently.

I hide my discomfort behind.

"Harry, my husband's brother, Harry?" She asks as if that's something unbelievable.

"If your husband is a Styles, then definitely," I answer, hoping that I don't sound rude.

"This is quite a coincidence that I happen to come upon you. Where is he? Why did he leave you alone?"

"He uh, he said he was going to call his brother," I answer with a smile.

"Oh that boy, he could have at least called me to keep you company. I'm Cassie," she lets one hand go of her son and extends it to me.

"Taylor," I say, hesitating before I add, "Swift."

"Swift? As in SU Banks, Swift?" She asks.

"Th-That's the one," I answers a bit hesitantly.

She laughs, "That's a bit surprising. Swifts and Styles are pretty much the Capulets and Montagues of the banking industries."

I laugh at the Shakespearian reference. "I don't really mind that. It's just business and I don't really want to bother with it before my time."

"Well, I think I know that as you're spending some time with our prince," she says jokingly, pertaining to Harry. "This is his nephew, by the way, Warren Styles."

"The next prince," I joke.

"Would you like to hold him?" She asks.

I open my mouth and give her a faint chuckle, "I'd rather not."

"Ah, don't be shy. So would you mind if I ask why on earth Harry just decides to show you, just now?" She asks.

I laugh, "He's just my friend. He is kind of making up for a little argument we had."

"Oh, I'm sorry for —"

"No, it's alright," I say immediately so she won't feel bad about it.

"Auntie Cassie!"

Two kids, the boy, probably seven and the girl approximately four to five. Both with dirty blond hair and green eyes. The woman behind them is who I assume is their mom that resembles Cassie Styles, the one beside me.

"Hey there, Jamie, Chico."

I think Jamie is a girl and Chico is the boy.

I scoot sideward just a little bit so I won't get uncomfortable because of the. . .kids.

"Hi!" The girl, probably Jamie waves at me.

"Hey," I reply nonchalantly and take out my phone. I start texting the kitties for no reason, just checking out their lives at the moment.