Taylor didn't know when or how she began to start feeling something for Harry. But one thing is definitely clear, she was one hundred percent sure that she was feeling something for Harry. It was like butterflies fluttered inside of her whenever she thought about him.
Taylor liked Harry from the first time she saw him, but sometimes his inhuman attitude makes Taylor annoyed of his presence. But now for some reason, Taylor was getting used to Harry's attitude. In fact, Taylor could see that Harry was slowly changing.
Taylor looked out the window of her room. Last night, Taylor was supposed to have fun at James' engagement party, but James ruined everything with a stupid confession. But Taylor was actually quite grateful. Because of the incident that happened in James' party, Taylor could spend more time with Harry. Just sitting in a café and talking about his past was something Taylor appreciated. It was simple, but it's honestly memorable for Taylor.
Taylor was happy to hear Harry tell her about his past. When Harry tells about his past, it was clear that Harry already trusts Taylor. Harry won't just randomly and suddenly tell someone about his past.
"Taylor?"
Taylor was a bit startled when she heard a familiar voice that suddenly called out to her. She immediately rose to her feet, and walked to the door and opened the it slowly. Taylor furrowed her brows when she found her father behind the door, even though Taylor already knew her father's voice.
"Dad?"
"Can I come in? There are several things I must discuss with you."Scott told his daughter. The look on his face is very serious.
Taylor nodded her head and opened the door wider, letting her father enter her room. Scott walked in and sat on the edge of Taylor's bed. Scott patted the edge of the empty bed beside him, gesturing for Taylor to sit beside him. Taylor walked towards to her father and sat down beside him.
"Did Harry told you everything?" Scott asked.
"Tell me about what?" Taylor asked, not understanding what her father meant. Scott smiled faintly.
"About our family restaurant being in a financial crisis and it's going bankrupt. And about how Harry is giving us substantial financial aid to help with our business." Taylor nodded weakly. She already knew that a long time ago. And it was the reason why she was being so close to Harry.
"Apparently, Harry likes you, Taylor." Scott added.
Taylor went silent. She also knew about that. Harry had said it, several times actually. But Taylor didn't know whether it was true or not. Harry might've just be joking. But then again, Harry isn't the type of guy who likes to joke around. Harry never messed or played with his words, that was clear.
"Taylor, do you love your family?" Scott asked her which made Taylor look at him confusedly. How could his father ask a question like that? Of course the answer will always be yes. Who doesn't love their own family?
"Dad, what kind of question is that?"
Scott nodded slowly before saying, "If you love your family, approach him. Make him do everything and anything to you. "
"W-what?" Taylor asked in disbelief with her father's orders.
"Our family restaurant is only stable with his financial help, Taylor. Without his help, we'd be nothing. "
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"Taylor?" Taylor woke up from her reverie. Taylor turned and found Harry, who was looking at her with an anxious expression. Harry frowned when he looked at Taylor.
"Are you okay? You've been so quiet. This is definitely not the Taylor I know. " Taylor chuckled at Harry's words.
"If this isn't me, who do you think I am?" Taylor asked back. Harry smiles.
"Just forget what I said, we're here. " Harry told her as Taylor raised an eyebrow.
"Where are we now?" Taylor asked curiously.
"You'll see it later." Harry winked before taking off the seat belt he was wearing. Taylor did the same thing, trying to forget the conversation she had with her father just this morning.
Taylor couldn't help but think, the father that she was always proud and always looked up to, asked her to do such a lowly thing.
After getting out of the car, Harry took Taylor's hand and led her into an old house that was almost ninety percent made of wood. Taylor had never seen this old house before, even though she grew up in Nashville. But how did Harry find this house and what was in it?
"Excuse me." Harry said politely, as he and Taylor arrived right in front of the entrance to the old house. Harry had turned to Taylor and gave his best smile. Taylor couldn't help return her best smile as well.
Shortly thereafter, the door to the old house opened. An old man emerged from the house and looked at Harry and Taylor in turn. The old man was indeed old but, his body was still sturdy. He isn't as stooped like grandparents are in general.
The grandfather walked toward Harry and Taylor, asking, "huh?"
Harry held out his hand before the grandfather. "Grandfather Sam?" The grandfather glanced at Harry's hand for a moment before reaching for it and shaking it.
"Yes, that's me. Who are you?" the grandfather asked, still staring at Harry in confusion.
The two let go of each other's hands and Harry said, "I'm Harry Styles and this is Taylor Swift. Have you forgotten who I am? " Grandpa Sam thought for a moment before smiling broadly. His hand moved, patting Harry's shoulder.
"Of course I remember you. Aren't you the guy from yesterday who found out a lot about country music? Come in. You definitely want to see my phonograph collection. " The grandfather said. Harry nodded and invited Taylor to come into the old house.
Taylor was stunned to see the contents of this grandfather's house. Many musical ornaments are displayed on each wall. Starting from posters, vinyl records, to musical instruments, displayed very neatly on the wall. In addition, there are many musical instruments in the front room of the old house. Taylor was amazed to see it.
"This is. . . amazing." Taylor mumbled as Harry chuckled.
"I know you'd like it." Taylor smiled at Harry's words.
Grandfather Sam invited Taylor and Harry to sit on the couch, while he prepared dishes for Taylor and Harry even though they both refused subtly. But Grandpa Sam still insisted on serving something to his guests.
"I never thought someone would have a house this cool in Nashville. I don't understand how you met him."Taylor quietly whispered, afraid that the grandfather might hear her.
Taylor's gaze wasn't focused on Harry. She was busy exploring every corner of the room which was indeed mesmerizing for Taylor. Inversely proportional to Taylor, Harry didn't even had the slightest interest in this strange room. Harry was too absorbed in watching Taylor's amazed face. Her face looks very adorable and innocent.
Shortly thereafter, grandfather Sam reappeared carrying a tray filled with two glasses of sparkling water and cookies. He placed the dish on the table and Taylor thanked him. Grandfather Sam sat on the couch on the left side of the room.
"Grandfather, are all of these things are your collection? It's amazing, "Taylor commented excitedly. Grandpa Sam chuckled.
"Thank you for your compliment, sweetheart but not all of these are mine. There are some things that belongs to my wife too. " Grandfather Sam explained.
"Where's your wife, Grandpa? Can we meet her?" Taylor asked. Grandfather Sam smiled faintly.
"You'll only be able to meet her if you're in heaven, sweetheart." Taylor felt guilty about asking a sudden question that.
Hurriedly, Taylor said, "I'm sorry, Grandpa. I didn't mean to." Grandpa Sam shook his head casually.
"No, there's nothing to be sorry about. After all, I'm used to such questions. "
After that, silence fell between them. Harry had been silent, not knowing what to say, while Taylor didn't risk on saying anything further because she was afraid that she might offend Grandpa Sam again.
"Didn't you ask about country music yesterday?" Grandfather Sam broke the silence, his eyes fixed on Harry. Harry nodded quickly before turning to Taylor, who was staring at him.
"Yes, I'm interested in country music. Yesterday you've mentioned that you wanted to show me a large collection about country music." Grandfather Sam smiled and nodded.
"Of course. Wait here. I'll show you my best collection. " Grandfather Sam rose from his seat and walked back into a room. After making sure Grandpa Sam entered the room, Taylor asked Harry, "how do you know him?"
"A day ago, I looked up about country music to several sources that I got from one of my clients. Then, they advised me to come to Grandpa Sam's house. Yesterday, I met him here and made a promise with him to come back here, with you. " Harry explained. Taylor was impressed with Harry. He's a type of man who's quick to act, without needing to get orders.
"I didn't know that you were interested in country music too," Taylor chuckled. Harry smiled crookedly.
"Not really. I just wanted to impress you."Harry said honestly and Taylor chuckled again. Grandfather Sam soon showed up with his other collections and began explaining one by one to Harry and Taylor.
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After leaving Grandpa Sam's house to learn a lot about music, it was Taylor's turn to invite Harry to relax in a park not far from Taylor's house. The park isn't too crowded and not too quiet as well. Only a few people were in the park. A few people were here just walk with their partner or invite children or pets to play here. Harry and Taylor walked on stone pathway, side by side. They were both talking to each other and laughing. And to be quite honest, people could mistaken them as a pair of lovers.
". . . and do you know what happened next? I spilled my drink on his clothes. I still regret it to this day, and it's a shame, isn't it? " Taylor laughed after telling about her first date, with a son of the foundation owner at her school. Harry chuckled.
"You won't spill drinks on my clothes if we're going to date later, right?" Harry asked raising a brow. Taylor stopped laughing and looked up at him. They both stopped their steps. Taylor averted her gaze and said, "Are we really going to date?"
Harry rolled his eyes. "Of course we have to date. All couples do that. " Harry crossed his arms in front of his chest. Taylor walked two steps forward and turned to look at Harry, who was still standing still in his position.
"Couple? Who do you mean?" Taylor asked.
"You and me, of course. Who do you think did I meant if it wasn't you and me?" Harry walked towards Taylor as they walked side by side on the path, ignoring the people around them.
"I never really considered you to be my partner." Taylor said casually. Harry raised a brow.
"Oh really? Then, what about your confession? You claimed that you can't stop thinking about me. You also said the we should start learning to love each other. But it looks like we don't need to learn anymore because we've both reached that stage." Taylor smiled and bowed her head.
"I only said that, but it doesn't mean I love you."
Taylor looked up at him and playfully stuck out her tongue in front of Harry. Harry grinned before wrapping his arms tightly around Taylor's waist, pulling her body closer to his. Taylor squirmed, pleading Harry to release her, but instead, Harry hugged Taylor, leaning his chin on Taylor's shoulder.
"I love you, Taylor Swift." Harry whispered softly in Taylor's ear, which sent shivers down Taylor's whole body and made her quiet.
After a few seconds passed, Taylor closed her eyes and gave up on trying to escape from Harry's hug. Taylor leaned her head on Harry's shoulder and wrapped her arms around his well-built body.
Taylor sighed, she almost said 'I love you too, Harry' but unfortunately, something held her back from saying it.