The way you move is like a full-on rainstorm

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I am writing a 12-part series of stories based on Taylor Swift's Speak Now in honor of Taylor's Verison release. I will have a series list on Archive of our own. It will be in the description of the stories too.

Love,

FangirlWriter

The way you move is like a full on rainstorm

And I'm a house of cards

You're the kind of reckless that should send me running

But I kinda know that I won't get far

And you stood there in front of me just

Close enough to touch

Close enough to hope you couldn't see

What I was thinking of

Drop everything now

Meet me in the pouring rain

Kiss me on the sidewalk

Take away the pain

'Cause I see sparks fly, whenever you smile

Get me with those green eyes, baby

As the lights go down

Gimme something that'll haunt me when you're not around

'Cause I see sparks fly, whenever you smile

My mind forgets to remind me you're a bad idea

You touch me once and it's really something

You find I'm even better than you imagined I would be

I'm on my guard for the rest of the world

But with you, I know it's no good

And I could wait patiently

But I really wish you would

Drop everything now

Meet me in the pouring rain

Kiss me on the sidewalk

Take away the pain

'Cause I see sparks fly, whenever you smile

Get me with those green eyes, baby

As the lights go down

Gimme something that'll haunt me when you're not around

'Cause I see sparks fly, whenever you smile

I run my fingers through your hair

And watch the lights go wild

Just keep on keeping your eyes on me

It's just wrong enough to make it feel right

And lead me up the staircase

Won't you whisper soft and slow

I'm captivated by you, baby

Like a fireworks show

Drop everything now

Meet me in the pouring rain

Kiss me on the sidewalk

Take away the pain

'Cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile

Get me with those green eyes, baby

As the lights go down

Gimme something that'll haunt me when you're not around

'Cause I see sparks fly, whenever you smile

And the sparks fly, oh, baby, smile

And the sparks fly

Sarah knew that she should run from James Hiller. It wasn't that he was a bad person, but when you want a peaceful life he is bad news. He is passionate like every few that Sarah had ever met before. He believed in freedom for The Colonies. Honestly, Sarah thought he could be stunning when he shows his humanity while still fighting.

After a while, Sarah started to realize that both she and The Colonies were stifled by the strict structures of society in England. Plus why should the Colonies bow down to a ruling power that had abused them so much in the past?

James only looked more handsome now, she just wanted to be a little good rich British girl. Now she had to admit that now that she admits it to herself she has always wanted to be a bit of a rebel. That part of her was getting larger and larger. Now Sarah is falling hard for James. He is kind, and most of all, he is a rebel and he sees her as a person. Not just a woman. Now he haunts her while he isn't there, and she just wants to taste him forever.

He was the fireworks to her match. So Sarah did the only reasonable thing when he came back. Running up to him with his green waistcoat and white shirt and brown coat and breeches she hugged him hard.

Whispering in his ear, "Kiss me."

He smirked and whispered, "Sarah, I didn't know I corrupted you that much! You have to say please first."

Sarah huffed, "Fine, can you please kiss me?"

"It would be my pleasure."

Then fireworks and Sarah knew she was addicted to him, and she had to persist with him. She had never felt so alive before this very moment.