Harry:
Dating Harry Styles and being a musician yourself was very hard. But you guys learned to deal with it very quickly and you adapted. Whenever you guys had days off, one of you was flying out to see the other person wherever they might be and vice versa. So both of you were beyond excited to have a week off together in New York City. You were currently sitting down at a table in Starbucks waiting for Harry to get you a coffee. You were lost in your thoughts when you heard a soft voice say, "Y/n?!"
You turned your head and smiled when you saw a beautiful little girl no older than five years old standing next to your chair.
"Hi there sweetheart." You smiled. "What's your name?"
"Emily." She began tears filling her eyes. "I'm five years old and I love you. You're my favorite singing ever. You and Harry are so adorable together. Can I have your autograph please?"
"Of course you can sweetie." You smiled pulling one of the napkins out of the dispenser on the table and grabbing a pen out of your purse.
"Thank you so much Y/n." She smiled as she began to cry. "You seriously are my favorite person ever."
Before you could say anything to her you heard a familiar voice from behind you say, "Making little girls cry I see."
You didn't even need to turn your head to realize who spoke those awful words. Taylor Swift.
"Don't you have another song to write?" You questioned not even looking at her.
"Ha ha, very funny." She rolled her eyes sitting down across from you at the table.
She turned her attention away from you and to the little girl in front of you.
"I'm so sorry she was so mean and made you cry." Taylor began rubbing the girls arm up and down. "Would you like and autograph sweetie?"
The girl pulled her arm back from Taylor and shook her head no before saying, "I'm all set. I don't want your autograph. I just want Y/n's."
"Listen here you little brat." Taylor began raising her voice towards the young girl. "I'm much more successful than this, whatever it is you people call her. So I suggest you take my autograph over hers."
The little girl eyes began to cry and she ran away back to her mother who was watching from a table away. Your eyes went from the little girl and flew back to Taylor. You were appalled at what you heard come out of her mouth and you weren't going to stand for it. You didn't care if you caused a scene.
"How dare you." You screamed. "Don't you ever treat one of my fans like that ever again. She did nothing to you. I suggest you leave, now."
"Or what?" She laughed. "Are you going to throw me out?"
"I just might." You whispered your eyes dark.
"I'd like to see you try." She challenged you.
You quickly stood up from your chair and so did she. She pulled her hand back and slapped you across the face. You were livid. So you did the same thing to her. When she turned back to look at you, she looked over your shoulder and began to fake cry. Before you even knew what was going you heard a voice from behind you yell, "Y/n! What the fuck was that?"
"She was getting what she..." You began but he cut you.
"I can't believe you would do that." Harry screamed walking over to Taylor, running his hand down her cheek. "I would have never expected something like this from you."
