Bad Blood- A HAYLOR fanfic ||R|| [ON HOLD]

Chapter 06

So here is the update u all are waiting for.
Chapter is dedicated to-
@ StrwbrryPynZynSwft
@Foodlena_love1D
@Swiftioner_4ever
@teardropsofswift
(im. Writing this on my mobile so if there are any mistakes ignore them.
ill fix it later)

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I make my way back to the living room and that's when I here the sound of car getting parked outside the house .
I peer from the piphole to see that taylor is getting out from her car and could burge into house any minute.
I hear the key placed into an key hole and door pushed open and thats my que to make move.

" gotch!!"
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" ahh" first she screem
"who th--" but I dont give her a time to interrogate me and throw her on my shoulder making my way towards the living room.
" who -who t-the hell arre you" she sound drunk so and then I notice that she is only wearing one sandal

So definitely she is drunk,cause the Taylor I know wont even get out of the house without matching her footwear with her outfit and wearing one scandal its not even possible.

"oww" I moan as she starts hitting me on my back and on possible other places.

"oww that hurts"i moan in pain again when she hit my back with her clutch.

Next time if I throw her on my shoulder ill check her hands before doing that so that she wont hurt me.

"oww"not again.
"l-let g-go" she whines as she still hits me on my back.

She has pretty tough hands and clutch to hit me when she is totally drunk to the moon.

"f**k taylor, just stop it" I say to her while throwing her on the couch I her living room.

And like a electric shock run through ger whole body she replies instantly.

"h-harry?" she asks.
"yeah its me" I answer her standing right in front of her.

"what the hell are you doing in my house" she yells.
Ohk so i was wrong, she was not drunk to the moon.

"answer my why the hell you are standing in my living room?"she asks again croaing her hands on her chest.

She looks so damn f**king sexy I that dress crossing her arms on her chest at perfect place making her boobs look bigger I would love to f**k her right here right now.

"harry" she yells again and that broke my train of pervert thoughts.

"im here to see you" I blurt.
"what?"
"are you fricking out of your mind? Just- just get lost" she stated while standing from her place.
But before she could move any further I push her back again on the sofa hovering over her small petite figure I attach my lips to hers.
She tries to push me but fails as she was still bit drunk but doesn't kiss me.

"why_a_are _you--d-doing -this?" she asks in-between the kisses I was giving her.
"whats this?" I ask her as I trails down small kisses to her jowline leaving her red rosy lips.

" oh...this, kissing me randomly" she asks as a moan leaves her mouth.
But I dint stop kissing her.
"cause I love you" I blurt as I make my way again to her lips.

Did I just said that?
Forget I ever said that, im drunk too!"

It only takes seconds when she pushes me off of her with a full power and I almost hit the ground but thanks for the fluffy carpet beneath me, it doesn't hurt to much.

"lol, nice try styles cause I really do remember your message" she says again while standing on her feets straightening her dress.

No shit Sherlock you guessed right, I dont love you and I remember the message perfectly and thats what im here for but before that I would really love to get lead.