"Taylor." I heard the gentle voice echo around the room, as the owner of it stroked his fingers through my hair. Oh my gosh, was this really happening? I smiled, but kept my eyes closed in fear that this was all a dream.
"Taylor, it's eleven o'clock." My eyes flew open and i internally cursed unforgivable language if said aloud. "Don't worry, it's a Saturday." I lay back down again, smiling at Harry.
"Morning." I grumbled, still half asleep.
"Good morning." He smirked. "You should see the news. We're all over the headlines."
"Crap." I reached over for my phone. "I bet Camila's been texting me for the tea."
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enews Harry Styles and Taylor Swift getting cozy at the VMA after party last night, with their mutual friend Ed Sheeran looking very happy to see them back together again.
We went through the comments, snorting at what people had to say about us. We decided to have a day in, and not do anything. We talked and ate mostly, with a little bit of TV, too.
"Oh yeah. Niall and Selena will be pleased." I said, pushing my messy hair behind my ear.
"Niall's been going crazy about it. Texting me non stop." He said. "It's getting exhausting, but it's worth it."
"Ah, good ol' Niall." I said.
The sound of my phone ringing was one i was all too familiar with, but it seemed to scare the living daylights out of me when it rang just then. I picked up, not bothering to check who it was.
"Hello?"
"Taylor..." My mum's anxious voice came through the phone louder than i expected, which made me jump again. I turned the volume down, not wanting Harry to overhear in case my mother didn't approve.
"Everything's fine." I said calmly. "Just chill."
"No, sweetie." Mum said, panic-stricken. "No, it's not. Just listen to me here. I'm happy you're happy, and if Harry makes you happy then so be it. But i was thinking... why don't you ask him to help you get your music back?"
"Mum!" I screeched, horrified by the thought. "I'm not using him. I won't!"
Harry gave my a sympathetic look, and then grabbed free hand, stroking it.
"But sweetie-" I hung up before she could continue. I was suddenly back in my hole again, miserable by life. I got out of bed and pulled my hands through my hair.
"Ugh." I said. "I need to take a shower. I'm gross."
"You're beautiful."
"I'm not. I-"
"Taylor... if you're unsure about this" He gestured his hands between me and him "then we can take it slow. Something we didn't do last time."
"I just-" I stuttered. Harry was doing it again. Making me nervous. "Harry, can't you see? I don't deserve you."
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