december; swift and styles [au] DISCONTINUED

six; taylor

"Oh Mrs. Swift, this is absolutely amazing," Harry gushes, closing his eyes in bliss while biting down on a strip of turkey.

"Thank you," Mom says, eyeing me and smiling. I give her a confused look, in which she responds with a light chuckle. "I like him."

"I do too," I tell her in a whisper.

"So, Harry," my father begins. "Do you live here in London?"

"Oh no sir, I live in Santa Barbra," Harry responds. I bite my lip, remembering at the end of the month I will be heading back to Nashville, and he will head back to Santa Barbra.

Will we keep in touch or just forget about this whole December?

"What do you do?" Austin asks curiously.

"I work at a local bakery, but I would like to start writing songs and do something in the music industry," Harry says, taking me back.

"Songwriting?"

"You know, Taylor has been songwriting since she was twelve," my mom mentions, pointing her fork at me.

"Really?" Harry asks, a smirk playing on his pink, kissable lips.

"Yeah, it was a way to vent after school," I say, shrugging my shoulders as I look down at my lap. Harry gives me a confused look when I look back up, so I begin to explain. "I wasn't popular in school and I was bullied, so..."

"Oh Taylor," Harry begins, but I stop him by putting a hand up.

"It's in the past," I say with a small smile. Austin clears his throat, gaining our attention.

"Why don't you open your presents?" Austin suggests, wiping his mouth with a navy blue napkin.

"Oh, sure," I say getting up from my seat, everyone following my actions. "In the living room?"

"Perfect," Mom says walking ahead with my dad. Harry walks beside me, snaking his arm around my waist. He leans in to me, whispering in my ear.

"I'm sorry to hear you were bullied," He whispers, sending shivers down my spine. "Those assholes are missing out on the most beautiful and kind girl in the world."

"Thank you," I whisper back, slightly nuzzling his shoulder.

"Alright, here is your first present. This one is from me," Austin says, handing me a small box once I find a place to sit on the couch.

I open it, finding a set of new guitar picks, all engraved with my name. I squeal at the sight and hug Austin's neck, thanking him over and over again.

"This is from a friend from Nashville," Mom says, handing me a blue wrapped box, urging me to open it. I open it to reveal a note and some little gifts.

'Dear Tay,

Greetings from Nashville! I hope you are having an amazing time in London and meeting new people. I knew your birthday was soon so I put together this package of some of your favorite things! Can't wait for you to come home, love you so much

Lots of love,

Selena x'

I smile at my best friend's note, taking out each little gift finding a various of things from a cook book to a handmade friendship bracelet.

"Our gift is this," my mom says, handing me a large box. I carefully take the ribbon off, opening the box to find a gorgeous dress. "It is for the Christmas Charity ball on the twenty-third."

"Oh my gosh, thank you!" I exclaim, hugging both my mom and dad. "Thank you so much for everything. This has been an amazing birthday."

"Aw, you're welcome," my mom says. "Harry, did you have a present for Taylor?"

"Mom!"

"No, I mean - yes, I do," Harry says stumbling on his words. "Taylor?" Harry stretched out a hand, which of course I took.

"We'll be back," I tell my family, getting up and following Harry out to my family's backyard.

Harry shows me to blankets laid out on the grass. He gestures for me to lay down, and he does the same. Harry simply slides a tiny box into my palm, whispering that I should wait until tomorrow to open it.

"You know," Harry begins. "I have never met anyone like you."

I look to him, his eyes glued to the starry sky above us; not a cloud in the sky to block them.

"I have never met anyone quite like you," I reply, smiling at him, taking in all his features that I had come to love. I turn away and look to the stars.

"I never want this month to end," Harry says, letting a sigh out. I bite my lip once again, thinking about how that was impossible, that the month will surely come to an end.

I chew on the side of my mouth, not too sure what to say next. What was there to say? Obviously we are both not excited about having to leave. I know I am not. Although we haven't known each other long, I know that Harry has found a way into my heart.

"Taylor?" Harry asks, sitting up from

his position.

"Yes?" I respond, following his actions and sitting up. His emerald eyes trail down to my lips, making my heart race at a million times per hour.

"Can I," Harry stops and clears his throat. "Can I kiss you?"

I don't hesitate to nod my head. His lips land on mine, and sparks ignite inside of me. Our lips move in sync as Harry's hands move to my cheek, caressing it with his thumb. I move my hands to his hair, that I had wanted to run my hands through for so long.

We pull apart after what seems like forever, resting our foreheads against one another. I want kiss him again, my lips opening and closing near his, wanting his lips on mine.

"Taylor," Harry breathes out, his eyes looking into my own. "I never want to leave you."

"I don't want to leave you either," I say, almost in a whisper, putting my hand over his which is still pressed against my cheek. "I just lo - I just really like you."

"I like you too," he says with a light chuckle. "And I can't imagine leaving here without you."

I answer by kissing him once again, this time it having more meaning behind it. In that kiss I realized I did not picture myself with anyone but Harry. And that has hard as it was to admit to myself, I had fallen for him.

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a/n:

hello once again!

i am so sorry for not posting i was at an over night camp that didn't allow phones

:(

but yeah this is kind of short but i did put in them kissing which was in high demand! :)))

do you mind being a dear and check out my new fanfic? it's something new and defiantly a crackship of mine! hopefully it will get some reads once the first chapter is out

thank you v much

alrighty byee

xx - kate