Right Now: A Taylor Swift/Harry Styles Fanfiction begins now

Taylor Swift walked into her private jet with the rest of her band.

"New York! This will be so exciting!" Liz said. Taylor put away her luggage and plunked down on a warm, blue, plane seat.

"I hope not" she muttered, buckling up the shiny seatbelt.

"What's with the sad face?" Grant asked.

Taylor shook her head, "Its nothing. Just a little tired, that's all." Grant eyed her suspiciously before returning to his seat as the plane started to lift off. The truth was, it wasn't alright. Ever since Taylor had begun dating her boyfriend, Harry Styles, she had gotten constant hate and death threats.

Taylor had strange eating habits, which the tabloids got a hold of, but luckily it wasn't popular. She sighed and laid her head down on the airplane seat's headrest, and closed her eyes.

Amos and Grant were having a hectic game of checkers when the plane landed, ending their crazy match. "I win!" Amos stuck out his tongue at Grant, who did the same. Lizz rolled her eyes at them, "That's the Agency for ya"

The band and Taylor got off the plane and were escorted to a private exit, when Taylor bumped into someone. "Harry!"

"Hi Taylor, how was the plane ride?" he asked.

"Fine" Taylor answered, picking up her bags as their escort told Harry to hurry up. Harry bent down and grabbed the last bag just as Taylor did, and their hands collided. Taylor paused and looked up, almost cautiously.

Harry smiled at her and gave her a quick kiss before getting up and helping Taylor up. The airport security tried to hold back the swirling mass of fans, and in this case, haters.

"Harry, what are you doing with her?!"

"Taylor, back off of my man!"

"She's so ugly, like eww!"
"Kill yourself, Taylor!"

Taylor stopped in her tracks at the last one, as the security tried to push her on. Harry noticed this and pushed his way through so his so called 'fans'. "Don't listen to them, Taylor" he said.

She nodded and blinked back tears, still one managed to escape. Harry leaned forward and kissed it away, then held her shoulders strongly. Harry had seen some of the things his 'fans' said about her, and he had to admit, he would have broken down by now. He only feared that Taylor might to. Or worse, actually listen to the fans.

"Taylor Allison Swift, you don't dare listen to those haters, you hear me?" he said sternly.

Taylor nodded one more time and attempted a weak smile. "Good, lets go"

The couple, the Agency, and security made it to the limo, where they left everyone in the drivers capable hands. He drove off at high speed to their hotel while the Agency and Taylor checked their luggage.

"I'm missing a water bottle" Amos stated. No one else had lost anything in the mob, so they arrived shortly. Everyone got their own room, except Taylor, who was sharing with Harry in his previous room.

One Direction had arrived before Taylor and they were staying in the same five-star hotel as each other. Luckily, everyone got along just fine, and made some good new friends.

As Taylor went to freshen up, Harry decided to see what had bothered her on the plane ride. He found her phone and typed in the passcode, 'harryandmeredith'

He smiled as the warm background home screen of a picture of the Swift's at Christmas welcomed him. There was Austin, Taylor's brother, not too overprotective fortunately. Andrea, the sweet, kind, woman who was also Taylor's mother, and of course, Taylor's warm, caring father, Scott, along with Meredith and Taylor in the middle.

He read a few notifications and decided to check Taylor's messages. Not her personal ones, just checking how things with the haters were going. There was one from Selena, 'Have u arrived in NYC yet? Call me when you land! –Sel'

Harry smiled at the warm message and moved on to the next one, 'Hey Taytay, when do you want the next song session to be? I'm open Sunday. –Ed'

Harry ignored that too, as Ed Sheeran and Taylor were co-writing a song together. The next was a bit unexpected, 'Hi Tay, Sel's birthday is coming up and I don't know what to get her, a little help here? –Justin'

Harry shrugged it off, as he needed help with Taylor's birthday present too. Taylor's birthday. Oh. My. Swift. Her birthday was tomorrow! Panicking, Harry dialed a number.

"Hi Taylor, something wrong?"

"Liam, its Harry, I need-"
"Harry? What are you doing on Taylor's phone?
"Nevermind that! What do I do? Her birthday is tomorrow!"

"Aww, little Harrykins is growing up" said another voice from the other end of the phone.

"Louis?! Am I on speaker?"

"Yes" Danielle giggled.

Harry groaned. "Fine, don't tell her, but just to ask, who's there?"

"Me, Liam, El, Danielle, Zayn, Niall, Paul, Perrie, Grant, Amos, Liz, and Uncle Simon, and oh, uh Taylor?"
"What?! She was just in the shower a few seconds ago!"

"Haha, Harry felt for the trick!"

"Louis!

"Right, well, I don't know about girl stuff, ask the girls"

"Okay" Harry said from the other side.

There was a buzzing static and some shuffling and mumbling while Louis passed the phone to Eleanor, Danielle, Liz, and Perrie.

"Oh my god! I'm helping plan Taylor Swift's birthday present!" Eleanor squealed. Harry could almost see Louis rolling his eyes at his girlfriend's total fangirl moment.

"Yes, you are, now may I suggest that we actually do it?" he said sarcastically.

"Right, hmm, what does Taylor like?"

Harry looked at his feet, "Err- I don't exactly know" he mumbled. "What? I can't hear you" Danielle teased.

"I don't know" Harry muttered.

"What did you say?"

" I Said I don't know1"

"Ooh, Harry's in trouble"

"Just ask Liz what Taylor likes, Perrie"
"Kay-kay!"

There was some talking on the other end of the phone as the girls discussed it. A full five minutes later, Liz came to the phone, "Okay, how about you two go on a date? No paparazzi, no fans, no…haters" spat the last word out.

"How, exactly, do we do that?" Harry inquired curiously. Could it be real? One night in a normal persons shoes? Well, he was normal, but apparently some people didn't think so.

"We'll help you guys! You won't even see us!" Niall piped in cheerfully, making Harry chuckle. Leave it to the blonde to cheer everyone up and rid them of their doubts. Just then, Harry heard the water turn off.

"Okay, Baby Nandos, but I gotta go. Don't want Taylor catching me on her phone" he said teasingly, even though he had done it many times and she had caught him.

"Harry will be in so much trouble!" he heard Louis say in the background as he disconnected the line and put back Taylor's phone.

"Harry," Taylor said, "Is something wrong?"

Harry smiled and shook his head, "No, just in a bit of a euphoria"

And he was, he, Harry Edward Styles, was taking his girlfriend, Taylor Allison Swift, on a normal date.

Now all he had to do was do it.