"I have't done anything in eight days, I need to get out Taylor." I said, exasperated. Don't get me wrong, life has been greater then ever since I moved in with my best friend, the one and only Taylor Swift. But I definitely needed to get out of the aparment.
"I'm not saying no, you can do whatever you want. What I am saying is, I don't think you should go out this late at night to a club. " Taylor responded. I loved her for how she cared about other people. Her selfiness is somthing I want to have.
"Taylor, it will be fine," I reassured her. "People go out to the clubs all the time! I'll make sure I'm home before 4 am, sounds good?"
Olivia, Taylor's cat, scurried up to me and started rubbing her body against my legs. She was purring very loudly. I reached down and stroked her and looked up at Taylor who was rubbing her head.
"I'm not stopping you. Go, have fun! But really, do make sure you're home before 4 am." Taylor said, smiling at me.
"Yay, and of course mom." I jumped up and down and hugged her.
Now, what to wear... I decided to go through Taylor's closet, because let's admit, she had way better dresses then me. I ran down the hall and opened up the door to Taylor's grand bedroom. Cat toys laid on the floor, and Meredith was sleeping on Taylor's king sized bed, which had gold and white covers and was decorated with pillows that match. I sighed and went to Taylor's closet, which was probably the size of a big kitchen. I ran toward the dresses, then frowned.
"TAYLOR! COME HEEERE!" I yelled. I definitely needed this girl's help on what to wear. Taylor came in, and I was surprised she wasn't out of breath and she obviously had to have run here, considering how fast she came here. Or maybe the girl can just walk fast.
"Yes?" Taylor asked. "You needed me?"
"I need your help on what to wear, You know I usually only wear sweats and a t-shirt. Fashion is definitely not down my alley." I told her.
Taylor laughed and started picking out dresses, putiing some up to my body and frowning, and if she thought it would look good on me, she would have me try them on. But there always seemed to be somthing wrong.
"I figured out the problem." I said."You are alot more skinner then me, there is no way I can fit into these dresses, I probably stretched a lot out!"
Taylor looked at me and grimaced. She was a sweet person, so of course she didn't want to say I was fatter then her, even though it was the obvious truth. Taylor is super skinny and I'm right on average.
"Okay, let's go to your closet, I'm sure we can make something work. Do you even have a dress in your closet?" Taylor said, eyeing my shorts and shirt which had a chocolate stain on it.
"Uh, I-I don't think so." I said. I probably use to have a lot of dresses before I moved in with Taylor but when I packed I 'accidently' forgot to pack my fancy stuff.
"Translation: no" Taylor said nodding. "Well, come on, let's see what we can do."
We headed across the hall to my room, which was pretty big as well. Olivia followed us, curious to what we were up to. "Want to help me pick out something to wear, Olivia?" I said, in that voice you use when you talk to dogs and cats.
Taylor led us to my closet and opened it up Then, she started rumbling through my clothes and the finally held up: a tank top, that would show a bit of my chest, that was baby blue and had a thin strap. Then there was skinny jeans, added to some high heels. It looked perfect.
"Taylor, you did it again! I love it!" I squeeled and procceded to change my clothes.
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After the guard let my in, I walked through the double doors and grinned. It was nice to be out.
I went into the middle of the club and started dancing. I kept dancing though six songs, and at the seventh, I was about to leave, but I head a song that was practically calling my name.
"You looked so perfect standing there in my American Apparel underwear. And I know now, that I'm so down. Your lipstick stain is a work of art, I got your name tatooed in an arrow heart. And I know now, that I'm so down."
By the second chorus I was singing along to it. As I sang, I heard an Australian accent come from behind me say, "I'm glad you liked it."
I jumped. I turned around to see the best looking guy I have ever seen. He had a lip ring, his hair sticking up and was smirking at me.
"Yeah, I like it, why?" I said, very proud of myself that I could get the words out.
"Well, the band who sings it is called 5sos, and well, I am apart of that band." He said, his smirk becoming wider. "I'm Luke, by the way, and you are?"
"Laney," I said, suprised he was still talking to me and wanted to know my name. "So, you're in a band? That is pretty cool." I wonder if the band was pretty famous and I was offending him by not knowing him. He probably asked for my name, expecting I wanted an autograph.
He laughed. "Pretty cool? It's my dream come true, Laney." Then he gently grabbed my arm and pulled me acroos the room. "Want to dance?"
We started dancing. He would crack jokes and I would laugh and I told him how I just moved here (not mentioning Taylor, because who would believe that? I didn't want him to go away, thinking I was some stupid little lying girl). I talked about how I needed an escape. He told me about the other band members, Michael, Calum, and Ashton. We talked and talked for what seemed like hours,
Then, a slow song started. He put his hand on my hip and I put mine on his shoulder. As the song neared to an end, he leaned in and slowly put his lips onto mine. It felt like we were the only ones in the room. I leaned closer to him, his hand brushing through my hair. He parted first.
"What?" I asked, then checking my breath. It was fine. I must just be a bad kisser,
But then I heard it. "Everybody out now! Go, go, go!" The police were raiding in here, with guns in their hands.
I looked to Luke, who took a deep breath and swalloed.
"Please, explain." I said to him, as he held my hand and we started running out.
"Somebody's been shot."
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Hope you liked it. Please comment and vote. No hate. All of this is just fan fiction. Part 2 will be coming soon. Sorry for any mistakes, I tried to fix them all:)
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FanfictionLaney has just met Luke. She met him at a party and they were having the best time. Yet, Laney didn't get his number, only his first name. She has moved in with her best friend Taylor Swift. Laney is now trying her hardest to find him again. Being w...