Hate Mine, But Love Yours

Happy Birthday, Taylor

A couple of days late, sure. But given that we know virtually nothing about how this day went down, I felt inclined to get a little creative with it. Hope you guys enjoy!

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Almost Noon:

"They're gonna hate me for this." Hayley worried, her finger hovering above the "Share" button on the band's Instagram account.

"Please, they love you. I doubt they'll get too riled up over it."

He was probably right, Hayley thought, but she was still inclined to be concerned about the fan's reactions to her post. Her birthday message was minimal, impersonal. She didn't even use a new photo of him.

She was aware that with every mention of Taylor fans would be itching for more, for any extra details pertaining to the nature of their relationship. If she revealed a location, they would ask if she was with him alone. If she mentioned a conversation with him, they'd want to know if it led to a profession of love, even a kiss.

This post, with its generic caption and recycled image, wouldn't cut it for much of Paramore's dedicated and inquisitive followers.

However, all it took was a single glance at the beautiful man that lay next to her in bed, shirtless with rustled dark curls covering his eyes, for her worries to vanish.

What does it matter to us, she concluded as she hit "Share" before placing her phone face-down on Taylor's nightstand.

Hayley gazed longingly at him, at the man she truly had all to herself.

"I know they probably wanted more, but it's none of their business. They know about us anyway, right?" She continued.

"Exactly, thanks, Hayles. You know I really hate making a big deal out of my birthday. It doesn't deserve that attention. I'm not worth all the trouble." He attempted to play off casually.

"That's not true." Hayley muttered under her breath.

"Hmm?"

"I said it's not true, and that you will be getting showered with attention today." She promised she rested her hand on his bare chest, a smirk appearing on her lips. "And to start, we're still not done with your first present. Come here, T." She purred as she shifted her body so that she straddled him.

"Oh, there's more?" His hands traced up and down her thighs. "I'm still processing the opening act." He teased as his thumb rose to wipe the corner of her mouth.

Her face blushed a deep shade of scarlet, contrasting with the sly smile still present on her lips.

"Can't wait till I can wake you up like that every day, birthday boy." She hinted before leaning for another kiss. "There's plenty more where that came from today."

Early Evening:

"Hayles, why do we only go to that place once a year? We should go there every day if you ask me." Taylor chuckled as he and his girlfriend walked up the quiet driveway of his home after a lovely dinner.

His smile faded as he noticed the anxious look on Hayley's face.  "Is something wrong? You haven't said a word the entire ride back."

"No." She quickly denied. "Nothing's wrong at all."