He wasn't there. Taylor sat next to Lily, agitated and apprehensive the entire time models walked the ramp. On the outside, she flashed smiles and giggled with her friend like a school girl. Funny how on the inside she almost felt like a school girl too. Desperately searching, her eyes back and forth, scanning the crowds for that familiar buzz cut, a deep lonely hurt building up somewhere above her stomach, fearful that she was stood up.
After the show, Lily wandered off to congratulate the labels of their meritorious work. Having nothing to do, Taylor pierced through the bustling crowd, stopping for a wave or clicking photographs. She exited the main hall, making her way down the corridor, the cacophony of the fashion show already turning into a low hum outside. She scanned the main lobby, turned around the left corner, stopping in front of a dive bar. Surreptitiously, her eyes took in the view. As if her feet walked on their own accord, she chose a seat behind a golden mesh, secluded from the crowd and met directly with Joe's ocean blue eyes.
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Golden
FanfictionAll she wants is to have somewhat of a peaceful life but that's wishful thinking when you're a ten-time Grammy award winner. Taylor Swift's already drama-filled life gets more complicated as she searches for a way to get rid of her boyfriend of one...
