Haylorfics

Taylor's parents walk into haylor

summary- taylor and harry get caught hooking up 

author- tumblr name- haylorsssss.tumblr.com

link- http://haylorssss.tumblr.com/post/109188051774/taylors-parents-are-coming-over-but-taylor-forgets

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Yeah, I’ll see you then." Taylor says into the phone, laughing at Austin’s voice in the background asking if Taylor’s cooking. Hanging up on her dad she continues to stir the pasta around in the saucepan, her eyes flicking up to the clock in the room to check the time—she still has a little over ten minutes before they’re supposed to be here. Her phone buzzes again, frowning she hopes it’s not one of her parents telling her what else they’re bringing over or Austin requesting something special to eat. Dropping the wooden spoon on the counter, she quickly dusts her hands on a tea towel before picking up her phone. Seeing it’s a text from Harry she grins immediately. She hasn’t seen him in a month and a half due to tour obligations—Taylor’s only back in NY very briefly, for the weekend, before she’s set to jet off again to perform. Taylor loves touring more than anything but it’s hard sometimes.

call me? Taylor lights up at the message, quickly calling him and pressing the phone to her ear. Every second he doesn’t answer feels like utter agony. He picks up on the fourth ring, a smile bounces to her face as soon as she hears his voice say hi—she almost bursts into tears, too. They talk frequently, facetime just as much, but it’s no substitute for the real thing. He picks up on her wavering voice immediately, asking her if she’s alright.

"Yeah," Taylor sniffles, begging the tears not to fall from her eyes. "I just miss you," She pouts as she picks up the wooden spoon again and busies herself with making pasta. Harry laughs in the background causing Taylor to frown, he thinks it’s funny? Taylor’s ready to chew him into pieces but he interrupts her and talks before she gets a chance.

"Open your door," Taylor throws the wooden spoon back on the counter and rushes towards the door. If it’s not him standing there she’s going to lose it—Luckily, as she swings it open his frame comes into vision. Taylor grins, dropping her phone onto the couch before she quickly throws her arms around his neck and buries her head in the crook of his neck, nestling her face in curls. Harry winds his arms around her waist, rubbing her back softly as he presses a trail of kisses down her cheek and neck. The two of them stumbling back into her apartments living room. Harry closes the door behind them before he lets go of her waist and cradles his face in between her hands before crashing their lips together. Taylor pushes him up against the wall, his back making a loud thud as she slips her tongue into his mouth and kisses him fervently. Her hands tug on the end of his shirt, tearing away from him for a second to pull it off of him. Harry laughs at her urgency, his own hands running up and down her back softly before he attaches their lips back together. Taylor sighs into the kiss, her hands resting on the waistline of his jeans. Harry pulls away from her lips, leaning down to suck on her neck. Taylor thinks she should probably tell him to stop before he leaves a mark but she doesn’t really want to. His hands move to grip her waist, pushing himself off the wall and leading her towards the couch before they both fall down onto it. Taylor laughs, adjusting the two of them so they’re at a better angle. Harry grins, staring down at her for a second and admiring her.

"What?" Taylor mumbles noticing his stare.

"You’re just really beautiful, love." He says softly before kissing her gently, his hands brushing against the exposed skin of her thigh. His fingers inch up higher, pushing the fabric of her dress up until it’s bunched around her waist. Taylor squirms underneath him, twisting her fingers in his curls as her mouth drops open a little. Harry laughs against her skin, moving his mouth back to hers as he runs his fingers along the band of her underwear.