- Three -

"Taylor?" I hear Karlie say. I zoned out. Again. "Oh yeah, what?" I say to her. "Get into the taxi, silly." She says while practically pulling me into the vehicle. "My security would kill me if they knew all this." I mumble as the taxi starts driving and we both buckle up.

"Oh fuck that." Karlie slurs. "Ill be your security tonight." She smiles at me and takes my hand.

"You're way too clumsy to be my security." I say, laughing at her attempt to calm me. "Hey!" She lets go of my hand and smacks my arm. "Mean." She says, looking at me, her eyes smiling just as much as her lips do.

"Sorry." I say. I smile back at her.

"Not sorry." She says, grabbing my hand again and squeezing it, the smile still lighting up her face. We both laugh and sit in silence for a bit. Why is she always holding my hand though? I find my drunk self thinking.

"Karlie?" I ask after about ten minutes of driving.

"Yeah?" She looks over at me. A serious expression on her face now.

"Im so drunk." I giggle. She starts giggling with me. "Me too. This is probably a really bad idea." She says, suddenly serious again. My eyes shoot down from her eyes to her lips for a mere second and I see that her eyes are slightly darker when I look back into them. Karlie moves forward out of her seat so that I can admire her face even better. Fuck.

"What is a bad idea?" I ask, looking into her dark-green eyes, trying to keep my voice calm but it sounds as if I haven't talked for a week.

Karlie looks back into my eyes while her lips are slightly parted. She looks so hot.

Swift. Stop. This is weird. Stop making things weird.

She must have seen my 'inner stuggle' too as she sits back into her seat again and says: "Oh I meant going out, being as drunk as we are."

I force some laughter. "Ha. Yeah." I say, trying to relax again. Which seems to be an impossible task, especially since were still holding hands.

Its the alcohol.

"I think were almost there though." She says. "Ready to dance your ass off?" Karlie asks excitedly, throwing her arms clumsily up in the air.

"Oh yeah Im ready!" I say, trying to match Karlie's tone, very happy to notice she let go of my hand. This is a bad idea.

The car pulls over and I can already hear the loud music pumping into my ears. "Lets go." Karlie says, her huge smile beaming at me as she gets out of the taxi. I pay the taxi driver and walk over to the tall model who is already standing in front of the entrance. Theres a lot of people surrounding her but she is so tall that I can see her anyway. I stand beside the taxi for a while, maintaining my balance and getting used to all the loud music filling my head.

"Come on Tay!" She shouts at me as she walks into the club, grabbing my hand again. Shit. Shivers run down my spine once again only because of her touch. The fucking alcohol only makes all of this worse.

We stumble into the club and Karlie directly leads me to the dance floor. She lets go of my hand and we start dancing to the beat of some old school song. Im too drunk to even recognize what song it is. Yes. Its THAT bad.

Karlie looks stunning while dancing. She might be tall and clumsy, but she is also very, very pretty. We smile at each other and I cant help but to grab her waist so we can dance even closer together. I feel her leg touching mine as we dance and goosebumps rise all over my body. She smirks at me. The alcohol. Its just the alcohol.

Its a miracle that no one came up to us yet or recognized me or anything like that so I just decide to act as if no one is here except for me and her. What if someone would see me like this. I dont even drink normally. We dance for a while before she makes a drinking sign to me and I nod. Great, more alcohol.

We walk over to the bar, letting go of each other's hand when sitting down. I immediately feel more relaxed now, cause I don't have to worry about her feeling my heartbeat. I don't want her to feel that my pulse is like 200 beats a minute. Holding her hand is so nice though, it makes me feel so safe. "What would you like to drink?" She says into my ear, touching my cheek with her hand. "Kiss me please?"

"What did you say?" She asks, her eyes widen in surprise.

I said that out loud, didn't I?

"Uhm." Fuck.

"A glass of wine please." I say, hoping that she didn't hear the first thing I said. She smiles, nods and then looks away from me. So smooth Taylor, so smooth.

"Two glasses of white wine please!" I hear her shout to the bartender. Then out of nowhere there is this guy standing behind her, touching her sides. Karlie looks over her shoulder and the suddenly shouts: "Brian!" She jumps off the chair and embraces the guy tightly. "I haven't seen you in ages, Kloss!" I hear him shout. I cant hear the rest of the conversation since they're talking into each other's ears.

The bartender hand over our drinks and Karlie and the guy turn towards me. "Brian, this is Taylor, you know, Swift." The guy sticks his hand out towards me and I shake it with mine. "Taylor, this is Brian. We know each other from work." I nod and hear Brian say: "Nice to meet you, Im a huge fan." I smile at him but my mind is somewhere else. Who is this Brian and why is his arm around Karlie's waist?

I take a sip of my wine, noticing the alcohol still flowing in my system once more. This was a bad idea. I knew it.

Karlie and Brian talk for what seems hours into each other's ear. Im annoyed that I cant hear the conversation because of the loud music. Karlie has already downed three more glasses of wine in the meantime while I'm still busy with my first, not wanting to end up on the ground when getting up from the bar stool later. They try to get me into some conversations but their attempt always ends with them talking together about some modeling agency or what so ever.

Their arms are around each other's waists and they keep on smiling at each other. Ew. I try not to watch them but my head keeps on turning their way, since theres no one else to entertain me. I look at the clock to see its 2.30am already, when a firm hand touches my side. Not Karlie's tender one. "Were gonna dance for a bit." Brian says, pointing towards the crowded dance floor. "Wanna join?" He asks. "No thanks." I shout at him, not wanting to come close to his face. I don't like this guy.

Karlie and the guy walk away from the bar, into the crowd. Karlie waving at me while almost falling over when walking into like 10 people on her way there. It is actually pretty funny to see, but I'm not in the mood for laughing anymore. Its easy to spot Karlie in the large crowd of dancing people, since her head is almost touching the ceiling. Okay no, she isn't that tall but well. I notice that Brian's hands are on Karlie's butt after a while and the two of them are dancing closely together. I hope she doesn't like this guy, cause I certainly don't. Karlie's hands are around Brian's neck as they keep on dancing for a long time. "Ugh, I cant see this anymore." I say out loud as I walk over to the toilet area. Bumping into some people on my way there. Still drunk.

I stand in front of the mirror for a while before feeling my phone buzz inside of my bra. Yes, famous people also do that. Its a text from, of course Karlie.

"Tay, where ar yu?" It says.

"Toilets." I simply text, having a hard time seeing the letters on my phone.

Not a minute later, the younger girl stumbles into the toilets, looking worried.

"Wow." She says. "I thought something happened." She looks genuinely concerned and grabs the sink to keep her from falling when standing completely still in front of me.

"Im fine." I say, trying to not sound annoyed.

"Did something happen? For how long are you here already?" She asks, her eyes still worriedly scanning me.

Stupid Brian happened

"Nothing happened Karlie. Im fine." I say, my annoyance beaming trough. I cant help it.

"Taylor, you've been in here for an hour or something. What happened?" She says, her voice calm. I can still hear shes very drunk. But hey, so am I. I look at the time on my phone and Im surprised to see that its almost 4am. Shes right.

"So what?" I say, aware of the fact that I sound ridiculous.

"Oh youre the kind of person that always spend their nights out on the toilet." She says, a smile back on her face. I know shes trying to lighten the mood but after abandoning me the whole night, I cant bare to smile at her.

"Well apparently you're the kind of person who leaves their friends sitting at the bar for the whole night. Alone." I say. My voice angrier and harsher as I meant it to be.

Karlie looks down towards the ground. "Sorry." She mumbles. "I tried to get you into the conversation but it didn't really work." Because you were too busy with liking Brian!

I stay silent for a while, trying to calm myself, until her green eyes look into mine again. "Im gonna go home now." I say, already stepping forward to walk out of the bathroom area.

"Taylor wait." She says. "Im sorry." Her eyes not worried anymore, but sad now.

I cant help but still to feel angry towards her. "Just go and have fun with Brian, Karlie." I say as I walk out of the door and into the loud music again. I walk directly towards the exit where the guard wishes me a good night. "Thanks." I mumble as I stumble past him.

Now what?

Taxi.

I walk over to a yellow cab and tell him my home address. We drive away and as I look out of the window, I see Karlie walking out of the club too. With Brian. Ugh. What did I even think?

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I wake up the next day because of a buzzing sound. I groan and look over at the clock; 1pm. I roll over on my back to find my phone still stuck inside my bra. I get it out and see that I have about 20 new messages and a few more missed calls. "Jesus." I mumble, my voice almost gone. The first ten messages are from, who else, Karlie:

"Tay? Plese tell m when yu're home?"

"Taylo, are yu hoe now?"

"Shntahialod"

"Pleas answer yor phon?"

"Taylor, I want yuo to ne home safe."

"Plesea?"

"Call me nack ples?"

"Im gona call you until I fal asleep."

"Tayl, im supr worried."

"Plaese?"

Wow.

I read all the messages for a few times and then go over to the next contact who texted me. My security:

"Miss Swift. Would you like us to join you to the club you're heading?"

"Miss Swift, were sending some undercover agents to the club so that you wont be bothered my them."

Fucking great, that means the guards followed me the whole night and saw everything. Why didn't I think of that.

The next text message is from my publicist, Tree:

"Hi Taylor, you were spotted in this club in downtown NY. They were a few photos taken of you by some people who recognized you. I immediately deleted them from the internet since you look drunk. I hope there weren't more photos because then your 'anti alcohol' image is a 100% gone."

It gets better and better. God, I shouldn't have gone out. Never gonna go out again.

I sit up in bed to find the whole room spinning. "How did I even get in here?" I mumble as I try getting of the bed. I miserably fail and sit back on the bed. The guards must have let me in, cause I have no keys. "Keys." I say out loud. "Shit." I left my purse at Karlie's place.

I get up from the bed successfully this time and get into the bathroom, I look in the mirror to find mascara stripes literally all over my face. Then suddenly I have a flashback of coming home last night.

- Erik, the guard, let me in the house and closed the door behind me. I stumbled upstairs and fell down into my bed. I started crying when thinking of Karlie and then fell asleep. -

"Karlie." I whisper as I strip out of my dress and step into the shower. A tear rolls down my cheek when thinking about the cute, clumsy model. "Im still so angry though." I say as I punch the shower doors to the side. I turn the water on, sit down on the shower floor and let the warm water flow over my body, wanting it to take all my problems with it.

I sit there like that, for about half an hour when I hear my phone buzz on my bedside table. This time it buzzes for a long time so I know its a call. Probably Karlie. I get up from the floor, turn the water off and rush into the bedroom. The dizziness takes over which causes me to fall onto my bed with the phone in my hand. I have just enough time to answer the call by clicking the green icon on my screen. "Hello?" I say, my voice soar and raspy.

"Oh my god Taylor!" I hear someone shout on the other end of the line. Its a very worried Karlie.

"Good morning to you too." I say drily as I roll on my back again, suddenly realizing the curtains are open and I'm fully naked.

"Please tell me you got home safe?" I hear Karlie ask as I get up again to walk over to the bathroom.

"Yes, I did." I say simply.

We both stay silent for a bit before she says: "Taylor, Im really sorry about ditching you last night. I was so drunk and didn't even notice until you were saying it to me in the bathroom."

"Its fine." I say, not really convinced by her sorry yet.

"Do you have something to do today? I want to explain myself and I think your purse is still here so thats a good excuse to come over for a bit, right? Oh Taylor I'm so sorry. I.." She wants to continue but I let out a long sigh and she immediately stops talking.

"Rambling?" She asks. Ugh, she sounds cute.

"Yeah." I answer. I notice my voice getting softer and a small smile plastered on my face.

"Can you please come over Taylor? Im so sorry." She asks once again, in a calmer way now.

"Okay listen Karlie, I'm still pretty angry now, and I need some time to cool off." I say, my voice as calm as Karlie's now.

"Oh." I hear Karlie's disappointed voice say. I can practically hear her smile fade away from her face.

"Hey lets meet up somewhere next week? What about Thursday? Im free then, what about you?" I say, trying to come up with a solution. This is my last free day this week and from then theres more meetings for the new album, social media, tour, merch, etc.

"Thursday? Thats like a week away. Its only Saturday." She says, her voice sad. Its horrible to hear her like that. But i need time.

"Sorry Karlie, busy schedule. I have to cool off and relax before tomorrow because ill need al of my energy for those meetings I have scheduled." Plus, I need time to think. Loads of time.

"Yeah, I understand. The hangover isn't helping either is it?" She says, trying to lighten up the mood.

"No its not." I say. Still not really able to really smile or laugh about her.

"So what about you come around here, next Thursday then?" I ask.

"Yeah. Im already excited. And well ill explain myself okay?" She says, her voice sad but hopeful now.

"Okay. Bye Karlie." I say. I cant stand her sadness anymore. I need to hang up.

"Bye Tay." Tay. I love it when she says that.

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I spend the week without my keys. Thats what you have guards for, I guess. The week has been exhausting and busy. And its only Tuesday. I fall backwards onto my couch after again a long meeting with Tree, my mom and some other business people. Meredith jumps onto my lap and starts purring immediately when I pet her fluffy fur. "I missed you too." I giggle as the cat lies down on her back, exposing her furry belly to me.

I turn on the tv and put on some Grey's. "Relax time." I say out loud, feeling the need to tell myself to calm down. Then my phone buzzes in the pocket of my jeans. I already know who it is, its the girl I've been texting with constantly since Sunday. "Karlie." I say happily as I open up her message.

"Hi Tay. How was your meeting? Exhausting probably?" She wrote.

I know I should still be angry at her for ditching me that Friday night, but she really was feeling sorry and also really drunk. And.. I just like her so much. As a friend I mean. She is.. a good friend.

We didn't talk about our night out anymore, since she promised to explain herself to me on Thursday. Its only two days away and I'm so excited to see her again!

"Hi Karls! Meeting was horrible. They kept on asking for new songs but they're just not there.. Ugh.. How was your day?"

I look at my phone with a big smile when I see that shes already typing again.

"Oh.. That sounds awful indeed. Ugh I really hope you'll have your inspiration back soon. My day was okay, had a work out this morning and a small shoot in the afternoon."

My eyes shoot towards the clock and I see its already 7pm. That means dinner, alone, again. I take a deep breath and get off the couch. Shooting Karlie a quick text back:

"Oh sounds like a good day for you though! Glad to hear that. Gonna make myself a sandwich since I'm eating alone. Again." I add a crying emoji and press send.

I walk over to the kitchen where an annoyed, just woken up, Meredith, follows me. "Yeah, yeah. You'll get your food too." I scoop some food into her bowl and make myself the simplest sandwich ever with only some peanut butter. I feel my phone vibrating in my pocket again and open Karlie's new message.

"Oh I can come over to yours with some Chinese food?" Ugh fuck. I would like her company here so much. Plus, Chinese food is a bonus. No. Taylor. No.

"Im sorry Karls. The cool off thing you know.." I send her back.

"I understand yeah, sorry." I immediately get back from her. Ugh Karlie, you don't even know how badly I want to see you.

"Two days until we have a whole day together!" I send her, a smiling emoji behind it.

"Thats true, I'm excited. Ill be there around 11.30am, right after my work out. Okay?" She sends me, a blushing emoji behind her text.

"Sounds great. Im excited too!" I press send for one last time and put my phone away, knowing that this is probably the last time we text today. Except for the 'sleep well' messages of course. We send each other a message before we go to sleep every night now. God were such weird friends.

I sit back down on the couch with my sandwich, where Grey's is still playing on the tv screen. I cant seem to focus on the series and keep on thinking about her. Karlie.

Do I like Karlie? As in, more then a friend? Am I gay? Does that make me gay? Maybe I'm Bi? Oh god what would everyone think. Oh and the media..

Does Karlie like me? We almost kissed in the car didn't we? And wow, she kissed my cheek. But thats also what normal friends do right?

"God why is this all so difficult?" I say out loud as I take another bite of my sandwich.

Do I like Karlie? I know her for barely a week now. Can you like someone that fast? Could I fall for a girl? Oh lord, how do lesbians have sex? I heard they have really good sex. God, sex with Karlie is probably really good. Wait. Stop Taylor. Stop.

I sigh and lay down on the couch as I take yet another bite of my sandwich. I try to focus on the tv show once more but fail again as I find myself thinking:

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So, I know this is kind of a filler chapter but I think its nesesairy for this story.

Thanks so much for reading and let me know what you think?!

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