CLOUDED (KAYLOR)

Chapter13

Taylor's

I got home and suddenly the phone rang. After my tears dried up, I went straight home. What a harsh life I'm living...

I picked up the phone and a familiar voice spoke " Hey Tay. Its Tree." I knew what she wanted. That damned contract... I shitting signed up for a death sentence. "You remember that road trip you and Karlie were supposed to go?". Of course I fuckin remembered... Damn this woman. After I cleared my throat my voice hoarse, I replied "yeah. I do. Whats with it? Can I cancel it?". She laughed and answered "you and her haven't hung out for quite a while.. Are you trying to make jokes? Okay so I have set up a date with her manager and its going to be this weekend okay?"

What the actual fu**... How bad can things go?!? I fudging hate her now. She ruined my fairytale. She told him. And I'm about to spend my weekend with her and being all mushy and sweet just for her publicity?!?!? ARRGHHH I screamed internally...
"Can you move up the date?" I asked. "No Taylor. I confirmed it with her manager already. And you can't change anything. You signed the contract remember... " she stated. "Fine then. Bye Tree." And quickly hung up.

I slumped into the couch and switched on the news. 'Harry Styles left Taylor Swift crying at Central Park'. Headlined the news today. I smirked. Love is shit. Love got me into this mess. Everything started just because I'm afraid of the vultures and can't admit to myself and her that I need her. In the end it wasn't them who ruined everything. I did all that by myself...

I do love her still. Her mistakes don't match with mine. The night she wasn't there was a stupid reason for me to run back to Styles... I just wanted someone to hold. He was there. He was rebound . it was easy. My love for him was never fully washed. Now it is. He let me go.

I need time. My life is a shitty mess right now. I need to fix us. I need my best friend more than I need love. I broke us. I feel so stupid right now and downright confused as fuck.

Karlie's

I watched her crying for him and my heart broke. I love her even after everything but I hate her too. Guilt eats me alive. But she deserved it. We need to talk. This is toxic and wrong...
As much as I wanted to just ignore she ever existed, I can't. I need her for my publicity. I think I've gotten enough.. But the contract I signed stated otherwise....

Soon I'll see her again for another stunt. And all I can say is that I feel like shit and will make sure we talk before the time comes...

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A/N

I'm fixing them !!!!