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Pairing: Taylor Swift x female!reader Warnings: None Requested: No
*** Everyone had their own thoughts and opinions on the kind of relationship you had with girlfriend, Taylor Swift.
Though you respected everyone's opinion, you went against them without taking a moment to consider them as you had promised. When the relationship with Taylor had started, she was the kindest sweetheart kind of person that anyone would be lucky to have apart of their lives and you were the lucky one to have this privilege.
After introducing her to family and friends, nearly every one of them had come to you as to try and tell you they got feeling they have of this relationship was no good and some of them even suggested to pack your bags and leave her for good, never look back. As you would usually do, you would listen and then brush it off as if it were nothing and continued being with Taylor. You loved her so much that sometimes you believe she might be your only chance to have what you have with her now and if you broke things off, your biggest fear was never finding the same kind of love from anyone else. So you stayed with like glue, and when you were both in the process of moving your things into Taylor's home, it was then something in Taylor had changed almost instantly.
Who knew she had this dark side to her? While moving things in, she would not place your things where you told her you wanted them to be. With each box she helped carry inside, she just dumped it in random spots of her beautiful home and would come back for the next until there was nothing else left. Just when you noticed your things were basically scattered around, still in their boxes, you were a little upset and tried to bring it up to Taylor, which would turn out to not be the best idea you've ever had.
"Taylor, why is everything not where I asked you to put them be?"
"You know (Y/n), I was only trying to help you move in, but if that's how you're going to be-"
"You're right. I'm sorry, Taylor."
"As well you should be." She muttered darkly, having you feel the butterflies in your stomach.
The rest of the move was done in silence, even the music wasn't turned on.
You went over to Taylor's radio to turn it on, but Taylor stops you, slapping your hand away while glaring at you.
"Let's get a few things straight."
"Okay.."
"Rule number one, don't ever touch that freakin' radio."
