A boy from my past

Traitor

Joe went outside through the back door of Taylor's apartment. He'd been living here for about two weeks, but they were hiding it as much as possible. Joe looked at the small pile of people near the entrance to Taylor's apartment. Some of them were paparazzi. They were all talking animatedly about something. This had never happened before. Joe pulled his hat tighter as he walked past them and walked over to the newsstand. He made a habit of reading the papers in the morning, and he also liked it when Taylor sat down next to him and listened as he read her some interesting news. He walked over to the kiosk and said hello to a grandfather in his sixties who was selling them. But the man looked at him strangely and said:
- Well hello, Mr. Alwyn.
-I'm sorry, but how do you know my name? -Joe asked incomprehensibly.
- Oh, and you probably don't know. You're the main star of all the press - said the old man and pointed his finger at several magazines with headlines "Taylor Swift's New Victim", "Taylor Swift found "the love of her life again", "Taylor Swift has a new boyfriend, who is it?" Joe's eyebrows went up. He grabbed some magazines and ran his eyes over the lines. There were pictures of him and Taylor on a walk the day before yesterday. But they didn't see any paparazzi around. He opened the magazine to a random page and stared at his photo captioned, "Joe Alwyn is a young businessman, and from now on the boyfriend of the music industry's leading female heartthrob, Taylor Swift. Joe, not paying attention to anything, gave the clerk some money and left without even getting change, but with three magazines in his hands. He quickly went up to Taylor's apartment. She was painting her lips in front of the mirror. But when she saw the look on his face, she turned around and asked worriedly what was wrong. Joe handed her the magazines, and she took them and began to flip through them. But then he realized he probably shouldn't have done that, as Taylor's face grew more and more distressed. Then the doorbell rang and Taylor's press agent, Tree Paine, walked in. She greeted them and went inside the house. Taylor and Joe followed her.
- So, what's our strategy? Taylor, are we going to confirm that you're dating?" she asked right away.
Taylor shook her head in the negative.
- Okay, then we'll pretend nothing happened. I'll deny all reporters any contact with you, and with you Joe too.
-Yes, I understand- said Joe.
-Tree, contact security, keep us safe from any kind of intrusion into our lives- said Taylor.
- Of course.
They talked some more and then Tree left.Taylor was getting ready to leave, but Joe took her by the hand.
-Hey, it's gonna be okay, you'll see-he said.
- Yeah... I know.
- We're together, and we've been through worse.
Taylor wrapped her arms around him and dug her nose into his chest. There was an immediate sense of calm and security. It was the feeling she'd only had with Joe.
Joe went into his office. He asked his secretary to call the head of security at his firm. A few minutes later a tall man came in to see him. It was Mark. He and Joe had known each other since high school, he was an excellent specialist, and he was also Joe's friend.
- Hey, bro. It's been a long time since you called me in.
- Yeah, it's been a while.
- Wow, what's not calm now?
Mark sat in the chair across from Joe.
- I want to talk to you about a personal matter. Can you do that? Joe asked.
- Well if you don't make me kill someone or steal something I think I can help - Mark said with a chuckle
- as you know someone leaked photos of me and taylor to the press. So apparently the paparazzi knew exactly where to find us and we didn't notice him which means it could have been someone we knew.
- Yeah, I saw those photos in the paper. But how can I help?
- Is there any way to find out who it was? Or who sent the photo? Anything at all.
- You do realize it could've been a common paparazzi and there weren't all these conspiracy theories you're imagining.
- Yeah, I know, but something's bothering me. Something's bothering me, and in my time in the business I've learned to know when to suspect betrayal.
- I hear you. You should have messed with that Taylor. You had a thing for world-famous people.
- You know damn well I love her.
- That's what scares me. I mean, all this stuff you're doing, we're setting up meetings for you without anyone noticing. Some employees think you're at least mafia with that kind of secrecy.
- If I believed all the gossip in the office...
The men laughed. Although Mark could be cynical at times he was a loyal and longtime friend of Joe's who always helped him.
-So do you have any guesses? Maybe specific people.
- Not exactly a hunch. But there's a list of people I'd like you to check out.
- All right, well, make a list.
When Joe gave Mark the piece of paper, he got up and almost walked out as Joe stopped him with a shout:
- Wait Mark, add Karlie Kloss to that list please.
- Okay. Anything else?
Joe shook his head in the negative. He knew his personal business with Karlie shouldn't get in the way of that, but he consoled himself with the fact that he had to check everyone. He called Taylor and they talked for a while.
Taylor hung up and looked in the mirror. They were recording an interview for one of America's biggest TV stations. And now they had to go back to the studio, since the break was over. When the recording began the journalist who was interviewing took a newspaper from the table with a picture of Taylor and Joe and asked:
- this morning the world found out you have a new boyfriend. How long have you been together?
Taylor looked at her, remembered what Joe had said, and said in a firm voice:
- this is not a topic of conversation. My relationship is off the table, period. Let's move on to the next question.
The journalist looked at her strangely. This was the first time Taylor Swift hadn't made any comments about her relationship. During the interview, she tried to ask more questions about Joe, but Taylor refused to answer them every time. And when she got home she felt very tired.
  While Taylor sat at home on her couch waiting for Joe, Mark came over. He handed him a stack of papers and pictures. Joe read them carefully and said:
- I can't say I'm surprised. Thank you Mark, you've been very helpful.
- You're welcome. But you watch me, this is not our level Joe and not our zone of influence.
Joe talked to Mark for a little while longer clarifying the details of the case and went to Taylor's house.
When Joe walked into Taylor's apartment he was surprised that she didn't come out to him or at least say hello. But when he walked into the living room he saw Taylor with a pout and Karlie beside her, Taylor staring silently at the wall while Karlie sat with a satisfied face. Joe knew right away what was wrong.
-Oh, Joe. Hello, honey-said Karlie
- It's great to have you here. Just the man I wanted to see.
Karlie looked at him with a sneer. Of course, she'd already decided she'd won. Joe continued:
- As you know Taylor, someone leaked our pictures to the press. And now it's topic number one. I got interested in the case and this is what I found out. We didn't see the paparazzi because they weren't there, the pictures were taken by the man who was with us on the walk. I asked my friend to check on all the people who were with us. And what a surprise, yesterday your dear friend Karlie had dinner with Scott Borcheta. And not only did she have dinner, but she gave him the pictures she'd taken the day before when she was out with us. Here are some surveillance photos of Karlie handing Scooter the pictures, as well as statements from restaurant employees who confirm that they saw them together. Add two plus two and you have a traitor named Karlie Kloss who leaked information about you to the media.
Taylor was confused and Karlie looked like she'd been slapped in the face, but she quickly pulled herself together.
- Wow. How much you didn't like me, sweet Joe. But it's too late. Taylor already knows about us.
- All right, let her know. You're the only one Karlie won't be in our lives anymore.
-Shut up! -Taylor said. She turned to Karlie:
- does that mean it's true? I thought you were one of my best friends and you did this to me. Why would you do that?
- Scott Borchetta is a very persuasive person. Don't be mad, baby taylor. It had to be done.
- And how much did Scott buy our friendship for?
- It's not about the amount, Taylor. Besides, I'm doing your PR. I'm not betraying you. I'm working for your label. Would your label want to hurt you?
-Yes, Karlie, it would. I can't believe you turned out like this.
-Life is full of disappointments, and there's nothing you can do about it.
- Go away, Karlie. And forget my number and my address and that we used to be friends.
Karlie looked at Taylor, got off the couch, grabbed her purse and walked out. Joe returned to Taylor's room. He wanted to hug her but she pulled away from him.
-No Joe. I'm not ready to talk to you right now. Please give me some time to think about it.
Joe put his head down and went into the other room. There he sat for a while, and then he turned on the TV to distract himself. After a while he heard quiet footsteps and then Taylor's arms around his shoulders. He lifted his head and looked at her. She walked over and sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around him. He kissed her gently.
- Joe, what Karlie said about you and her is true, isn't it?
Joe sighed.
- Yes Taylor. I'm sorry, but it's true.
- I don't understand how you could do this.
- I didn't mean to do it. I don't know what I was thinking. It just happened and I'm sorry.
He ran his fingers over her delicate hands and her delicate wrists. He breathed in the scent of her perfume. Taylor kissed his neck and he felt her cry softly. Joe pulled back her hair so he could see her face. Yes, that's how it was. Joe's heart squeezed, seeing her crying was terribly painful. He took her face in his hands and said:
- Taylor, please don't cry, it's going to be okay.
She just clung to him tighter as she continued to cry. Sitting in his arms, she dramatically shrank in size, crying desperately. And Joe hugged her, whispering silly things in her ear, trying to calm her down. And he succeeded. Taylor calmed down. She looked at him and said:
- "Thank you, Joe. Thank you for being there, for always being there for me, for always being there for me. I love you.
- I love you too Taylor.
She gently turned off the TV, and reached up to him for a kiss. He noticing her body moving, trying to create some friction, he smiled softly, knowing that he had turned her on. Joe gently touched her lips, then her cheeks, then, kissing her whole face, he moved down to her collarbone and then to her neck. He ran a line of kisses across her breasts, down to her stomach, finally touching her panties, he kissed her through the fabric. With a teasing motion, he slowly removed the last piece of clothing from her.A slight shiver ran through Taylor's body. Suddenly she felt Joe's warm lips touch the inside of her thigh, gently leaving kisses. Her whole body tensed, she could feel the electricity coursing through her veins.He smiled slyly, slowly teasingly touching her wet labia with his lips. She moaned loudly.When Taylor reached her climax, she collapsed exhausted on the pillow, trying to recover her labored breathing. Joe continued to caress her clit with his tongue while he gently penetrated her with two fingers for fear of hurting her, he moved very slowly. A wave of pleasure rolled over Taylor. After the second orgasm, she begged him to stop, because it was too much for her. Her whole body was covered in sweat, her cheeks were flushed, and loud long moans were coming out of her mouth. Joe gently brought her to her third orgasm, after which he finally decided to take pity on her.After about five minutes, when she had regained her breath she quickly drew him to her, joining their lips hotly and passionately. Unexpectedly for Joe, Taylor pushed with all her might into his chest and turned them over so that she could ride his torso. Joe couldn't help but admire his girlfriend; he loved having her on top because that way he could see her firm breasts. Taylor leaned in and touched her lips to his. The kiss was gentle, tender, and passionate at the same time. Taylor pulled away to press her thighs tighter against his.She looked at him passionately and smiled broadly. With Joe's help, she slowly crouched down on his cock, and when he was fully inside her, they both moaned. At once they moved slowly, picking up the pace. But in a few minutes the whole room was filled with their passionate cries. When they cum, Taylor tiredly lay down next to Joe. They both lay on the small couch, completely satisfied. Joe kissed Taylor on the top of her head. She stretched out seductively, seducing Joe.
- You don't even give me a minute's rest- he said.
- I don't want you to rest, I want you inside me- she said it in a slightly husky voice, knowing that it turned him on. That and the fact that she was lying completely naked next to him did the trick, and in a second they were kissing passionately again...