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in the rest of the story Taylor comes HEAPS more out of her shell...like she isn't shy at all anymore
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Taylor's POV
The drive to the cafe wasn't too long, Harry turned on the radio and 'One Thing' started to play, but he quickly changed it
"Why did you change it?" I said with a slight smile
"Only Zayn likes to listen to himself on the radio" he said with a chuckle
"oh, haha. I can't wait to meet them" I said ecstatically ? I don't even know if that's a word...is it aw maybe it is, well it should be haha I should be like the creator of like dictionaries or something cause I'm likes so smart AHAHA ! LOL jokes !
"Taylor !"
"Hmmm...what ! oh sorry"
"ahhh nothing, just wanted to see if you paying attention"
"sorry, I have never really been good with listening to when people bore me to death" I said laughing, I really hope Harry gets the joke or this is going to be awkward...
"oh sorry dear, what would excite you more?" he said in a posh way
"um...what is it like being famous?" I say politely when really I want to say 'um...so Harry. What's it like being a sex god?'
"good ?" he said 'AHAHA Harry your so funny ! can we have sex?' mocking all of the fans... well i was one of them...i am ashamed...sorry don't mind me brain ! I was just having a conversation with my self because that's what normal people do ! anyway...back to the conversation
"C'mon love, we are here" he said flaring his vibrant green eyes at me, I think I am going to melt, oops there goes my common sense, byeeeee its not like I used you anyway. Harry just stood there at my door with it wide open, waiting for me to get out...smooth Taylor, real smooth, we walked into the shop, our hands touched and I felt fireworks go off ! Naahh just kidding Harry managed to sling his arm over my shoulders. Once we were seated by the lady with long bleach blonde hair, and fake tan and fake eyelashes. She looks like what I used to look like...wow ! I looked like a fucking stripper ! Why didn't anyone fucking tell me ?!
No wonder, no one likes me.
no wonder, guys don't wanna love me
I LOOK LIKE A MOTHER FUCKING PROSITUTE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That's when all the tears just spilled, Harry came over and comforted me. I love how even though he had no idea want was going on and he still helped me but it only made me cry harder pul wrapped his arms around me and hoisted me up on top of his lap, i just stayed there arms wrapped around my around my knees that were pushed against my chest i feel so weak.
so venerable
so exposed
"hey,hey,hey it's ok" he said pressing his soft lips against my temple, you try to calm yourself down but it's just not working....a silence comes over the both of you Harry brakes the silence
YOU ARE READING
Nobody Compares (harry styles fan fiction) ~Book One~
Hayran Kurgu*Previously called Always Mine* THIS TAYLOR HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH TAYLOR SWIFT ! I WROTE THIS BEFORE THEM ! <3 are you a Harry girl? do you love his green eyes? do you awww at his word? do his curls make you in weak at the knees? THEN read this Ha...
