december; swift and styles [au] DISCONTINUED

seven; taylor

I'd be lying if I said Harry hasn't consumed my thoughts. It seems like everything reminded me of him. But his plump lips are what had me up in the clouds. The ones that fit into mine like a puzzle, the ones that made butterflies take flight inside my stomach.

"Taylor, honey?" My mom says, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Did you hear what I said?" I bite my lip, my cheeks heatening up as I shake my head. "Still thinking of Harry?"

"Um, yeah."

"You are boy crazy for him," She laughs, stabbing her fork into a piece of lettuce. "It's rather amusing."

"I am not!" I argue, although I knew it is true; I am crazy for him. "I like the guy, okay? I haven't met anyone as nice and as caring- I just really like him, mom." She chuckles, shaking her head.

"Whatever you say, sweetie," she winks, making me groan. My phone begins to vibrate and I know it's Harry to confirm dinner tonight.

"I'll be right back," I say, grabbing my phone from the dinning table and walking into the kitchen. "Hey Harry."

"Hello, Taylor," he says cheerfully. "So about dinner tonight..." I hum in response, waiting for him to continue. "My parents are having Bella and her family come over for dinner as well. I just wanted to let you know."

"Really?" I ask, smiling. "That's wonderful!"

"Oh great," he sighs. "Come by around six?" By then, I couldn't surpress the large smile that reached from ear to ear. Harry has that affect on me. The mere thought of Harry Styles made my heart flutter and my cheeks heat up.

"See you then."

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"You look beautiful, Taylor," my mom says, making a blush creep up on my cheeks.

"Thank you," I smile. "But I'm just in a sweater and jeans." Mom chuckles, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

"You always look beautiful because you get your good looks from your mother. Just don't tell your father I said so," I laugh and hug my mom. She shoos me off, handing me the keys to the car. "Have fun!"

"I wil!" I call back hoping into the car and speeding towards this Styles household.

My heart did flips as I get closer to their front door. Laughter is heard from the outside of their dweling. I smile, the air just felt joyful and beautiful. My hand collides with the door, and the the laughter died down at the sound of my knocking.

"I got it!" The door swings open, reveling a girl who is the spitting image of Harry. "Harold your girlfriend is here!"

"Oh I'm not-" I cutt of by the one and only Harry Edward Styles.

"Taylor, pay no attention to Gemma, she's gone off her rocker," Gemma, who I quickly labeled as his sister, glared at Harry. "Taylor come on in! It's freezing."

I nod and walk in, greeting Harry with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. I want so badly his lips on mine, but I push those thoughts aside as I am introduced to Gemma Styles.

"Oh," Harry says, unwrapping his arms around my waist. "Gemma, this is Taylor. Taylor this is my older sister, Gemma." Gemma is beautiful. Her smile? Even prettier. She envelopes me into a hug, making me feel very much welcomed into the Styles' threshold.

"Why don't we go meet everyone else, yeah?" I nod. My cheeks instantly hear up once Harry's large hand finds it's way to the small of my back.

"Mum!" Harry says, catching his mother's attention. "This is Taylor."

"Hello Mrs. Styles," I say as I am pulled into a hug with his mom.

"Oh, please call me Anne," She smiles. "I've heard so much about you! I feel like I already know you."

"Alright mum that's enough," Harry says, flustered. "I'm going outside for a bit, will you be okay in here?" He says to me.

"Yeah, I'll be good," I say smiling at him. I quickly kiss his cheek before following Anne into the kitchen.

"Is there anything I can help with?" I question, my eyes wandering around the kitchen. Anne smiles and nods.

"Do you mind helping me chop some vegetables?" I shake my head no, taking the cutting knife and cutting board.

"Taylor!" I small voice yells, catching me off guard. Isabella's small figure comes into view, a smile planted on her chubby face.

"Bells!" I yell with just as much enthusiasm. She runs to me, hugging my waist. I laugh, hugging the little girl back. "I missed you!"

"I missed you too!" She giggles, unwrapping her arms from my waist.

"Well hello to you too, Bella," Anne says, picking up the girl and kissing her forehead. "Harry's outside with your mum and dad, sweetie." Isabella replies with many 'put me downs' and then proceeds to run out to the backyard.

Soon dinner is cooked and set on the dining room table. Isabella pulls on the end of my sweater, asking where I'll be sitting, for she wants to sit next to me.

"I am going to sit next to Gemma."

"Okay!" She smiles brightly, bouncing next to me as we take out seats at the table. She begins to talk to me about the movies she watches with her family on Christmas Eve.

"Do you love Harry?" I'm taken back by Isabella's question. My mouth becomes dry and my heart beats at a million times as hour.

I try to stutter out an answer; something, but nothing came from my mouth. Isabella's eyes advert to Harry, who sits across from me.

"Are you okay, Tay?" He questions, giving me a puzzled look.

"Yeah, I'm okay."

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a/n:

I HAVENT UPDATED IN MONTHS BECAUSE I WANTED A GOOD CHAPTER BUT THAT DIDNT HAPPEN IM SORRY !

I PROMISE TO TRY AND UPDATE SOON BUT I STARTED SCHOOL TWO DAYS AGO AND TOMORROW IS MY THIRD DAY SO YEAH

AGAIN I APOLOGIZE

- XX KATE