TREACHEROUS (Taylor Swift + Harry styles + Joe Alwyn)

Stand there like a ghost shaking from the rain

TAYLOR POV:
* phone ring
Taylor stumbled out of the shower.
Taylor: Shit!
Where the hell was her phone!
*phone ring
Taylor: UGH IM COMING JUST WHERE  ARE YOU?
Finally Taylor found her phone under her towel.
She picked up her phone expecting it to be Jack. She was waiting for feedback on a voice memo she'd sent him. But this was an unknown number.
Taylor:Um who is this?
She asked while wrapping her towel around her.
Unknown voice: It's me.
Taylor rolled her eyes.
Taylor: Yeah that doesn't really help me.
She was just about to hang up when she heard a chuckle trough the phone.
She could recognise that laugh anywhere.
Taylor: Harry?
Harry: yup

HARRY POV:
Harry could faintly hear her breathe through the phone.
He couldn't tell if she was happy or not for it to be him.
He decided to break the silence.
Harry: I'm actually kind of hurt that you didn't recognise me immediately,
he smirked,
Harry: I'm such a memorable person.
Taylor: yeah no I remember you alright.
Harry: Good.
Taylor: I haven't forgotten you.
Harry paused. He didn't know what they were talking about anymore.
Harry: Look Taylor running into you in the bar got me thinking-
Taylor: Mmm
She didn't sound amused.
Harry: and I just wanted to say I'm sorry.
Taylor: About time.
Even trough the phone he could hear the pain in her voice. She tried to cover it with sass but he knew her too well.
Harry: I'm not going to get into it on the phone but will you meet me for coffee?
Taylor: Coffee?
Harry: Yeah!
He said naively.
Taylor: You think you can fix this over coffee?
Harry: Let me try.
Taylor: No.
She hung up.
God she was so stubborn.
But it didn't matter what she said . Harry was going to see her again.

TAYLOR POV:
*knock on door
Taylor paused her Tv show to get a better listen.
Was someone knocking on her door?
*louder knock
She reluctantly pushed Merideth off of her and got up to walk to the door.
Taylor: Who is it?
She listened but there was no reply.
Taylor: Hello?
Still no answer.
Taylor: K then.
Just as she turned to go back to her Tv show she heard another knock on the door.
Taylor: Really!
She would've just let the person stay there but it was pouring rain and she wasn't going to let someone wait there.
She opened up the door and a massive gust of  rain flew in.
She had so squint to see who it was through the storm but she couldn't never mistake that smile.
Taylor: HARRY!  ARE YOU INSANE!
Harry: I'M HERE TO TAKE YOU TO COFFEE!
They had to shout to hear each other through the wind.
Taylor: I SAID NO TO THAT!
Her blond hair was flying everywhere and she had to hold onto her robe to keep it from flying off. How was he standing like that in the rain?
Harry: You're not going to keep me waiting here in this storm are you?
He wiped some of his hair back so it was clearer to see the smirk on his face.
Taylor: You're insufferable.
She grabbed his coat and pulled him into her house slamming the door behind him.
She watched in awe as he took his soaking wet coat off.
Taylor: I can't believe you.
He smiled at her cheekily. She hated him but damn he was cute.
Harry: Well thank you a lot for letting me in my plan could've gone very wrong there.
They both laughed.
Taylor: Here let me get that. She took his coat and hung it up.
Taylor: Oh your phone is ringing,
she picked it up out of his pocket.
Taylor: it says it's from camille.
She held out the phone to him.
Harry's smile faded.
Harry: It's fine just turn it off.
If it'd been up to her she would've picked it up but it was none of her business so she turned it off.
Taylor: Ok? Do you wanna go upstairs and talk? I was just in the middle of watching greys anatomy.
Harry laughed,
Harry: God you still watch that show.
Taylor: I named my cat after it Harry I'm not just going give it up.
Harry: That's right, I forgot how dorky you are.
Taylor rolled her eyes at him as they started up the stairs.
The steps were still wet from the rain and as she turned back to give Harry's phone back to him she slipped and fell into his arms.
Harry: Woah.
Taylor: Sorry - um. I mean thank you. well-
She looked down embarrassed and couldn't help but notice his wet shirt sticking to him shaping his muscular chest. His arms had wrapped around her to steady her from the fall and the two of them were uneasily close. She looked up to meet his warm blue eyes and she couldn't help but blush.
Snap out of it Taylor! She thought to herself. What was she doing!
Harry: Um are we gonna go upstairs or just wait here.
She could feel his breath on her.
Taylor: Well if you let me go.
She said picking herself back together.
Harry: Yeah, right, I'll do that.
Taylor: Ok.
She giggled