Match Maker | T. Swift x OC

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Yk that video of Phoebe Tonkin dancing because she got eras tour tickets whilst her friend is sat on the bench, trying to get ticketmaster to load?(https://vm.tiktok.com/ZGJX9JMvj/)
That is so Mallory.

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August, 2019

Mallory didn't know why Taylor had asked her to come to set and why she did so so urgently.

Upon arrival, Mallory looked around for Taylor, but could not see her anywhere. She walked over to one of the few familiar faces and gave a timid smile to the man, "Hi, Scott," She said softly. Scott looked down at her with a smile. "Have you seen Taylor anywhere?"

"She's in her trailer," Scott said and waved her off.

Mallory nodded and followed the direction that he pointed in, coming across a trailer that said 'Tyler' on it. She furrowed her eyebrows, but knocked on the door nonetheless, "Tay?"

"Come in!" Taylor called through the door.

The door to the trailer opened and Mallory looked up at the person in it and froze. Mallory's heart leapt into her throat as a shriek escaped her lips, her eyes widening in both shock and terror.

Taylor, or rather Tyler, giggled at her as she rose an accusing finger, "What the hell are you?"

"I'm a man," Taylor tilted her head. "What? You don't think I look handsome?"

"I think you look like Scott Disick," Mallory said wide-eyed. "Kinda."

The singer pouted, "So no kiss?"

The brunette glared, "No kiss until I can wash this image out of my mind. Are you kidding?"

"But I'm your girlfriend."

"Not right now you're not," The brunette said, flinching back when Taylor jumped forward with puckered (?) lips. Mallory couldn't tell because of the fact that they were plastic.

Squinting in annoyance, Mallory waved a warning finger in front of her face. Taylor smiled as best she could before leaning forward and kissing her fiancée's finger. Mallory squealed loudly, jumping away and wiping her finger on her shirt.

"Mal-"

"Stay away!" The brunette ordered in genuine fear.

"I just want a kiss," Taylor pouted.

When the blonde took a step forward, Mallory screamed out in alarm and pulled the door open, running out of it with a limp.

"You're gonna hurt yourself!" Taylor called out after her fiancée.

"Stay away from me, Tyler Swift!" Mallory ordered, "I swear to god, I will take my ring back."

Taylor froze as the set went deathly quiet, "You don't mean that."

Mallory's chest rose and fell quickly. "We'll see what I mean and what I don't if you try to kiss me dressed as a man again."

The singer scoffed slightly, taking a challenging step forward.

"Taylor..." Mallory warned. The blonde smirked and took another step, only to freeze when Mallory screeched, "Security!"

"Mallory-"

"Are you okay, miss?" The security asked as Mallory looked at them.

"Can you make sure miss swift stays far, far away from me until she's out of the makeup?"

"You're being dramatic," Taylor rolled her eyes.

The ex-runner glared, "I feel vastly uncomfortable. I'm leaving," She murmured.