Long Story Short - TAYLOR SWIFT (BOOK 2)

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After crying out of sadness turned joy, and Andrea profusely scolded the younger blonde to keep such an event to her mother, Ardheene left the two to catch up about the whole thing.

She didnt feel comfortable mending the problem even half of it was in her faulty too. The blood coated her hands as much as Taylor's, she grieved differently from her ex fiancee.

And the blonde need to get it off her chest, that she might not feel comfortable sharing with Ardheene, as her significant other. As she kept the news of the losing of the possible baby taken away from the actress. and mourning the way Taylor seemed to always had. And mastered on it. Pushing people away.

It has been a long day, it might seems wrong to have a drink on one in the afternoon, it seems likely she needs the drink, liquid courage to help her get the tug on her chest away.

Kania and Tree was long gone when Ardheene put the mouth of the bottle to the glass. They probably feel intrude Taylor's space if they stayed.

The raven haired girl tipped the mouth of the wine glass to her lips. Clapping her tongue to the roof of her mouth, tasting the rich grapery flavour of expensive bottle Taylor's has.

She never run out the wine it seems, the display closet are full and coded from the oldest ones to the recent and cheap wine, carelessly on the bottom shelf. The first view when someone stepped to the house, by the golden coat hanger near the main door of the house. Indicated the house's owner most likely like to enjoy afternoon drinks.

If the blonde isn't pregnant, she might two glass deep of wine by nine. Surely.

Taylor push the door of the guest room that farther from the others room of the house open, looking for her ex fiancee who she fancies until this day.

She poked her head in and see the actress sitting down on the wooden floor with her bathroom door laid in front of her. She taking off the hinges of the door by the screwdriver with the rotate of her wrist.

The blonde slipped inside and taking seat on the bed, putting both of her elbows on top of her knees, her closed fist under her chin.

The spasm of Ardheene's muscles are shown everytime she pushes the screwdriver with all of her might and twist it, the arm glistery from the sweats and the sun seeping through the window. Making the singer gulped down her nasty thought away from her salivating mouth.

Taylor cleared her throat, "what are you doing?" She asks slowly. The low volume of her voice still make the actress jump and twist her body to see Taylor comfortably watching her

She rolled her eyes and turn her body to the door in front of her, "your door won't close fully, i have to take the matter on my own fucking hands," the actress said with a scoff.

"Talking about millionaire," the actress mumbled, loud enough for Taylor heard the mocking of her choice of words.

Smile amusedly at the younger girl, who seems irritated by the door, Taylor shrugged.

"Be careful," she said.

She meant it literally. It might for Taylor's sake Ardheene need to watch her movements before Taylor jump her bones. The blonde already seated on the edge of the bed, looking at Ardheene's toned back with her thin white t-shirt.

The actress tortured her under her consciousness. Does it the hormones talking, Taylor hasn't decide yet as she watch Ardheene murdering her door.

The raven haired girl knew how to make woman thirsty it seems. Taylor hums. She remember vividly the way Ardheene's body covered in sweats, cluddled with her blonde hair sprawled against the acress' chest.