Affection Bites (Baby Mangle X Reader)

Style

(From the song 'Style' by Taylor Swift.)

Midnight, you come and pick me up

No headlights

Long drive, could end in burning flames or paradise

Fade into view, it's been a while since I have even heard from you

I should just tell you to leave cause I

Know exactly where it leads but I

Watch us go round and round each time.

You jumped in your friend's convertible and turned up the radio, putting on your sunglasses. She smiled. "Y/N, you really, really want to find her?"

"Yes." You replied. (I will decide who your friend is ) Chica smiled.

"Alright," She started her car's engine and set off. You headed towards the highway.

You got that James Dean day dream look in your eye

And I got that red lip classic thing that you like

And when we go crashing down, we come back every time.

Cause we never go out of style

We never go out of style

It was the most normal day you could think of from your childhood. It randomly popped into your head soon after Chica started the car off towards the M61. (Shut. The. Heck. UP!! You'll be at the country side soon.) You let your hair flow back against the rush of the wind and ginned. So many days had passed and it hadn't been like this in. Years.

You got that long hair, slicked back, white t-shirt.

And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt,

And when we go crashing down, we come back every time.

Cause we never go out of style

We never go out of style.

You smirked sheepishly, watching Chica, who was paying close attention to the road. You were travelling along the road where many horses had trotted before, and you let the wind brush against your face. "So, where are we headin'?" You asked. Chica had promised to take you out to calm and relax your fears about Mangle, but she was still out on your mind. Taylor's words buried themselves in your mind, making you sing along.

"Ha! We're going to Blackpool." You didn't mind that place, you were still singing about.

"So it goes

He can't keep his wild eyes on the road

Takes me home

Lights are off, he's taking off his coat

I say I heard that you been out and about with some other girl

Some other girl

He says, what you've heard it's true but I

Can't stop thinking about you and I

I said I've been there too a few times,"   You sang along happily. You had listened to this song before you were with Mangle, making you remember it INSTANTLY. Chica began to sing along too, grinning as she kept her way with the road.

"Cause You got that James Dean day dream look in your eye

And I got that red lip classic thing that you like

And when we go crashing down, we come back every time.

Cause we never go out of style

We never go out of style!" You both sang together, happy that the old times had come back. Chica took the next chorus.

"You got that long hair, slicked back, white t-shirt.

And I got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt,

And when we go crashing down, we come back every time.

Cause we never go out of style

We never go out of style!" She sang.

"Take me home,

Just take me home,

Just take me home!" You sang loudly.

"You got that James Dean day dream look in your eye

And I got that red lip classic thing that you like

And when we go crashing down, we come back every time.

Cause we never go out of style

We never go out of style...!" You finished.