That's when they took him from me. A Harry Styles Fan Fiction.

Thirteen - Surprise, Surprise.

Okay, let's clear this up.

Harry and Tayla has always had a thing, and this was in the past when they were more than just friends. They've always kind of had something more but never really acted on it. So they're pretty much best friends in love, this is why this chapter may've come across as they were in a relationship, which they weren't. They're pretty much in love but they just didn't know it yet. If that made any sense at all...

ENJOY.

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IN THE PAST.

Tayla’s POV.

The sun was shining brightly through my window as I awoke to the sound of birds chirping. Today was the day. I hadn’t seen Harry in over 2 months. He was touring, obviously, he was over in Australia now, whilst I was stuck here in England, in the freezing cold. I had a long phone call with Haz last night and I had to cover up my excitement that was building in the pit of my stomach. I was going to surprise Harry today. Yesterday I flew all the way from England to Australia, but shh, Harry doesn’t know yet. I managed to talk to Paul on the phone and he told me what the boys plans were for the day. First thing in the morning they were going to have a signing and then in the early afternoon they had one short interview to attend, the rest of the day was free. Perfect I thought. I’d got Paul to make plans with the people who were hosting the interview to see if it was okay for me to come and surprise him. Paul, being the absolute babe that he was got everything organised and I was scheduled to come see my boy and the rest of the lads at around 2 o’clock. 

I got up out of bed and had a quick hot shower, made myself a cup of tea and then lounged around for a bit. It was already 11. Guess I should start getting ready then! I’d already picked out the outfit I was going to wear, about 2 weeks prior. It was an adorable dark blue lace dress that fell just fair of a few inches above mid thigh, and it also had a low cut back, I brought black strappy heels to go with it. I was quite a short girl, around 5’1, I loved being shorter than Harry it just made it all the more adorable when we cuddled, him having to bend down and all. I quickly rushed to the bathroom and applied a thin amount of foundation, mascara, a bit of eyeliner and a neutral eye shadow. I didn’t really cake myself in make up, I think it just looks trashy and unnecessary. I was just about to run out the door when I heard my phone buzz from the inside pocket of my white clutch. I searched through my bag and found it. “Hello!” I answered cheerfully, but it’d already gone to voicemail, I sighed. I listened as it said. “Hey Tayla, it’s Anne, just wanted to say a big GOOD LUCK for today and I hope everything goes well, mwah, love you girl!” Ah, one of the many reasons I loved this girl. I ran down the stairs of my apartment, hearing the familiar ‘click clacks’ my heels made as they came into contact with the polished wooden stair case, I got to the bottom in record time. I jumped into my car and drove down the long windy roads all the way to the place Paul had told me the boys would be at, ah, this was going to be perfect.

Harry's POV.

I missed my girl so much. The boys and myself were just lounging around in our apartment playing cards, we had an interview to attend soon, apparently the show that we were going to be on was really big in Australia. The lads and I were excited, but just didn’t want to be hammered with the same old boring, unoriginal questions that we usually get in most interviews. I just finished getting changed, I was wearing a simple white t-shirt and my navy blue blazer over the top, a pair of cream chino's and a pair of my old worn out dirty white converse. Zayn was still lazing around in his boxers, Liam had just gotten out of the shower, Lou was playing x-box and of course, Niall was eating. I was actually surprised that I was the first ready. My mobile started buzzing so I picked it up, noticing that the caller ID was ‘Paul Higgins’. I shouted out to the boys