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*** Pairing: Taylor x female!reader Warnings: None Requested: No Summary: You and Taylor have fallen for each other, but instead, you act like you hate each other
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All you know is ever since your first encounter with Taylor, for you, you were sure it was love at first sight.
However, she didn't seem to have return those same feelings, so that was when it all started; the very moment decision making of "hating" each other, in order to avoid any humiliation of word got out.
No matter what, you were not going to even try denying how you truly feel. Though you keep a distance from her, she'd always somehow manage to find an opportunity to squeeze in to pick on you a bit and each time, she made sure to not miss the chance by any means. When that would occur, you always felt like an volcano that's about to erupt from the anger you held within, because dammit, she knew how to get under your skin. Quite a number of times, you almost gave up your part as one of her dancers during tour. Unfortunately, you couldn't bring yourself to go through with it, it was just too hard.
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You tensed up as soon as Taylor was sitting next to you on the plane. The two of you haven't spoken to each other in two weeks, almost prior to tour. The last you talked, it didn't end well at all.
In fact, you had cried yourself to sleep that night but you'd never admit that to Taylor, especially since she was the cause of it. She had such a colorful vocabulary much to your surprise, and she didn't hesitate to show you when you had that intense argument those two weeks ago.
Long story short, Taylor ended up calling you ugly and fat. You ended up calling her a spineless 'son of a mother'
You didn't want to and you obviously didn't mean to call her that, but she had hurt your feelings. You didn't like being hurt, especially by someone you had secretly liked. Quickly, you faced away from Taylor and kept your focus out the window, you really weren't up for another round of name-calling.
"Y/n," Taylor managed to whisper in your ear.
With that only causing you to freeze, tense even more as the hair on the back of your neck stood up.
"Ye-yeah?" You questioned, almost too quietly for anyone to hear.
"I just want to apologize and tell you how sorry I am for calling you those things," she said, looking down at her hands, ashamed.
You drew put a shakey breath.
"Why are you apologizing?" You asked, curiously.
Taylor turned a light shade of pink.
"Well, I don't want you thinking I hate you, because I don't. I actually like you." She admits, turning into a darker shade of red.
She turns over and placed her lips on yours. In that moment, you knew that she was telling you the absolute truth, and nothing but the truth.
