●•in a story when one gold-digger, falls for another. trouble always follows them, but the love they have overpowers it. forever is indeed the sweetest con•●
(inspired by cowboy like me)
PEAK:
HAYLOR #2
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The walk home was filled with silence, the words of the old woman were still ringing in their ears. Taylor was busy staring at her feet as they walked, not knowing what to say.
Suddenly, Harry tripped on the pavements, a crack on the floor making him fall. He grunted roughly, feeling his body hit the ground hard. He closed his eyes, trying to avoid the feel of the pain. He pulled his body back, trying to gain balance. Taylor immediately pulled him up, holding his arm to support him. She looked at him, noticing his coat was messy from all the dust on the pavements.
"This is fucking Gucci!" He spit out, noticing some dirt staining on his coat. He looked at his shoulders, trying to shake some stains away.
"Shit." Taylor muttered under her breath. Her eyes going far, looking what was ahead of them. She ran as fast as she can to catch Ringo, leaving Harry behind as he was busy taking care of his stained shirt.
