Sweet Melody (A Haylor Fanfiction)

Chapter 21

(Sorry if it's boring oops, skip to the end if you want!) 

Imagine Mia as a random fan!

"Thank you Miss Taylor Swift!" The interviewer exclaimed into her microphone and the radio interview ends.

"Thank you! I'll probably come back!" I said to her, I love this radio interview. She didn't ask a single thing about Harry. Did Andrew tell her?

As I am leaving, I decide to get some Starbucks, there's one across the street I think. A few paps are waiting at red lights and some are even waiting for me at Starbucks. Mind-reading much?

And then I saw what I was looking for; fans. Mine. Not Harry's. Not the ones who call me something I'm not but the ones who respect me and look up to me the way I think I should be looked up to. I am not paying any attention to the ones here for Harry, I'm the one who will pay attention to people who genuinely love me for who I am, not for a person I'm 'dating'. Note those quotations.

"Hey!" I say to a fan as I start to sign my autograph on the poster that apparently is a picture of me when I was shooting for my perfume. I smile at the picture she's holding and can't help but be proud of what I'm doing right now.

The fan, eventually was sobbing and then she went on to bawling. It's actually nice that she's crying for me, it's weird that I like that feeling.

"Aw, don't cry, do you want a hug?" I ask as politely as I could but I think a slight chuckle must've fell out of my mouth. 

She nodded and I pull in, wrapping my arms around her sweating tiny body. She's wearing a beautiful bright yellow blazer

"What's your name?" I ask her, eye level once we pulled back.

"Mia." She replied, still crying her head off.

"Aw that's a nice name!" I chuckle lightly to lighten up the dim mood, but tears threaten to form on the edge of my eyes, just to see fans show their emotions to me is incredible. The feeling is great, but it makes me emotional at the same time as them.

"You mean everything to me and without your songs, I wouldn't be able to go through rough times and-" She wasn't able to finish her sentence. The tears are visible on my eyes and I feel security guards starting to pull me away.

"No, not yet!" I yelled at the security guard.

"I'm sorry, miss, the fans are starting to cramp into this bundle and we're not able to push them out further. My crew and myself included are helping with our best ability, I'm sorry Miss." He explained, still pulling me away from Mia.

I don't know what to do. I want to talk to her more. But I don't think this is even an option.

I use my biggest strength to loosen the guard's grip and hug her one last time. I can hear her sob as her shaking hands hug me back.

"I love you, until we meet again!" I force myself into a goodbye and let myself follow the rough pushes of the security guard into the car. Well, no Starbucks for me. The entrance to the famous coffee shop isn't even visible by the huge crowd blocking it anyways.

"I love you and Harry!! Be happy, stay together forever!" She screamed one last time and I get pushed in the car.

Without hesitation, I let the tears fall. The tears streamed down one by one at first and it quickly turned into a never ending waterfall forming on my face. Probably ruining my makeup but who gives a crap.

I rest my arm on the arm-rest on the inside of the car door and put my hands on my forehead covering my face from the river of paparazzis who are surrounding the perimeter of the car.