Taylor's POV.
"And then he was like 'I'm approximating.'" We all laughed as Selena told a story about how some guy kept bothering her.
"Okay, girls. Next ones on me." I said.
"Woooo!! " They all cheered.
I slid out the booth and walked up to the counter.
"4 shots please." I said as I sat down.
"Coming right up." The bartender answered.
I felt someone sit on the stool next to me. I took a quick glance, then looked away. Wait... I looked again. It was the guy who hit my car. You've got to be kidding me. I thought. I looked looked away again.
"So you're not gonna say hi?" He had a stupid smirk on his face.
"I don't know you." I rolled my eyes.
"Sure you do. I'm the guy who hit your car this morning. "
God, he was annoying.
"Thanks for refreshing my memory... you never told me your name."
"You never asked." His eyes twinkled with amusement.
"Well I'm asking now."
"I didn't hear you ask." He teased.
Jesus.
"Whatever. "
"Here are your drinks ma'am." Finally the bartender was back.
"Thanks." I grabbed the tray and left the counter. As I slid back into the booth, Emma squinted.
"So whose the fella over there with the hella good hair? " She asked.
I laughed. "That was really corny, Emma."
"Answer the question, Tay. He's staring over here." Selena pointed.
I looked to where she was pointing at and sure enough, he was standing there, just staring at me. When he saw me looking, he winked. I looked away.
"Stop pointing! And he's the guy from this morning. Remember? The one I told you about? "
"OH YEAH! " They all screamed in unison.
"You didn't mention how cute he was!" Cara screamed.
"Stop being so loud!!"
"Oh God. Oh God. Oh God." Emma squealed.
"Oh, what now?" I whispered quite loudly.
"He's coming over here." Selena whispered.
"I'm leaving, I'll see you guys later." I got up.
"Where are you going?" A deep voice said. I was just now noticing his British accent. It made him so much sexier.
I turned around. "Somewhere away from you." I responded.
"Text me!" Selena yelled.
"Hold on, I'll walk you to your car." He ran to get his jacket. When I saw him coming back, I started walking.
"So you really wanna know my name?" He asked.
"It doesn't matter."
"Why not?" He seemed genuinely confused.
"Because it's not like I'll ever see you again."
"I'd like to think you will." We reached my car. I opened the door, ready to step in.
"Harry."
"What?" I asked, confused.
"My name is Harry."
"Okay....."
I started to get in the car.
"Taylor?" He stopped me.
"Yes." I looked at him.
He ran his hand through his hair, and took a deep breath. Was he nervous?
"Do you wanna.... um.. exchange numbers maybe?"
I sighed and handed him my phone as he gave me his. As I typed my number in, he got a text. It read "Baby, call me."
I scoffed. Of course. I got out of the text and finished putting my numbers in.
"Here", I said "and your baby wants you to call." I grabbed my phone and got in the car. I left him standing there with a blank look.
*Harry's POV
"Hello?" A female voice said.
"Who is this?"
"Harry, babe. It's me. Tamy."
"I don't know a Tamy..."
"I WAS LITERALLY JUST AT YOUR PLACE!"
Ouch. I pulled the phone away from my ear. Well now I knew who Tamy was.
"Oh.. hey listen, I'm really busy, I'll talk to you soon. " I hung up. I didn't feel like staying at the bar anymore so I walked to my car. When I got home, I took a shower then put on some pajama pants. I sat on the couch and flipped through the channels.
Should I text Taylor?.. She seems like she already doesn't like me. But I didn't do anything wrong... besides hit her car.
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Real & True || Harry Styles
Fanfiction"Please let me go." She whispered. I don't know what came over me. I let go of her and stumbled back onto the bed. My mind was racing. What am I doing? She slowly walked over to me. "I- it's okay. I'm okay." She said. "I have to go." I ran out. "Har...
