" And I think, that we might get together again."
Tension spread across the small living room as everyone stared at her. Taylor's heart pounded like a drum in her chest. All of them had their poker faces on, making it nearly impossible to see what they were thinking.
She had finally gotten the courage to tell her closest friends about her get-away with Harry. It had been a week and she had been unfocused ever since. It had become quickly evident to every one who knew her. she forgot to feed Meredith and Olivia one day and then forgot about a meeting the next. It was awful.
Her mom had gotten worried about her, which in turn, made Taylor feel bad. Besides, Taylor couldn't keep this inside of her anymore. She felt like a hot-air balloon, ready to soar into the sky from all the excitement.
" Finally!" Karlie broke the silence with a reassuring grin " I knew you weren't over him. It was so obvious yet you wouldn't admit it. "
Ella ( this is Lorde btw) murmured her agreement, something about Haylor being her OTP. Taylor shook her head, knowing Ella all too well. Despite her quiet appearance, she was quite the fangirl. Correct her if she was wrong but she even thought Ella had one time said she ran a fan blog.
" Are you being serious?" Selena burst out, looking at Taylor dumbstruck " because if I remember correctly, you were shattered after you broke up with him. Everyone hated you and it was awful. Why would you want to go back to that?"
" How can you be one to talk?" Karlie responded before Taylor had a chance to " You've been in an on and off relationship with Bieber for the last several years. At least, Harry is a nice guy. When I met Justin, he was a complete jerk to everyone."
Everyone froze, staring at the sudden argument going on. Selena and Karlie were sending each other death glares, both ready to defend their cause.
" Taylors always the one who told me that just because you love someone doesn't mean you should go back to them. And here she goes, going back to someone who left her in the dust. "
Karlie laughed " Your one to talk. Should I bring Justin back up? Just sit back, honey, you obviously don't know anything."
" Well at least I have a career that I can be reassured people like me. People just like you because your a model and your pretty. One day, you'll find everyone's left you and you won't be able to do anything about it!" Selena shot back.
" Both of you, stop" Her mom stepped in " Arguing about this won't solve anything. Now Taylor, you are being serious right? Because this isn't a funny joke."
She nodded " It's not a joke. Me and Harry really are thinking about getting back together. It's just we have this connection together and he brings me this feeling that I never thought I'd feel."
Andrea sat down, rubbing her temples " I'm getting too old for this. I should let your father deal with this. Taylor, now I want you think. Think about the press and what they're gonna say. This is most likely gonna put a damper on things. Do you really want to go through with this?"
" Yes."
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Harry's POV ( YAY)
" And then I was like, bro your hair is pink."
Harry rolled his eyes, and they said his jokes were bad. Niall hadn't even laughed at that joke which was a first.
They were all seated backstage, waiting for the cue to come on for the interview. Harry really didn't even care, this would just be like all the others. Ask about their love life, about their constant touring and barely anything about their music.
He had always found that ironic. Music was the whole reason they were here and yet no one bothered to ask them about it. They cared more about gossip and twisting their words to make them look like villains.
The interviewer walked by them, winking in what was probably meant to be in a suggestive way. She looked like a barbie doll that had gotten rejected and left in the rain for 20 years. Harry had a feeling he would need an aspirin after this.
An advertisement for Ryan Seacrest's new years eve was playing on the TV in front of them. For a fleeting second, it showed Taylor during the Shake It Off video before it cut off to a clip of Magic!
Taylor. Just her name made him happy. Harry had forgotten how happy she made him. For the longest time, he had felt so lonely. All the other guys had girlfriends, people to talk too. All Harry had was Niall hence all the Narry moments in 2013.
Now she was back and he had never been so happy. With the prospect of them getting back together on the horizon, Harry could see so much more in life.
" We're on in a minute, guys." Sam, their new manager signaled, making them get off the couch " Say what we've rehearsed. Nothing about your personal lives or any extra details about the tour. Try and change the subject if she asks about your love life. Y'know the fangirls get upset when their not your girlfriend. "
Of course, Harry rolled his eyes. He loved his fans, he really did, but they were the jealous type. They couldn't handle the fact that they wouldn't be the ones that his bandmates would fall in love with.
That was probably where the Larry rumors had started. People not wanting to accept Harry or Louis were going to find a girl that wasn't them so they went to the second best option, them dating each other. It had thrown a real problem in their relationship as Louis had shut everyone off. He preferred not to think about those times.
" Harry? What about you, any relationships going on in your life?"
" Yeah, I think there-" He froze, realizing what he was saying. Everyone was staring at him with wide eyes. What had he done?
_______—A/N
I'm back, guys. Believe it or not. It's been a while, hasn't it. I'm so so sorry. I just haven't had much inspiration for it. With all the Talvin moments and I haven't really listened to Taylor in a while.
Wow that sounded awful. I just mean like, my music taste is slowly expounding. I've been listening to a lot of punk pop bands like, Panic! At the disco, All Time Low, and Fall Out Boy.
1989 TOUR STARTS IN LIKE 6 HOURS AND IM GONNA CRY! I'M SO EXCITED
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