How she got the girl

You get a little to drunk

Fuck I was drunk, my mind fuzzy my eyes blurring.
I convinced my girlfriend, who was very skeptical about clubs, to take me out for my 21st. I lost her in the dance floor after only having a few drinks.

I started dancing with anyone around me. Particularly, this one boy who was rather handsy. I kept stumbling and he'd pull me up. His hands pulled on my waist. I rolled my eyes and tried to walk away.

Not before I caught sight of Taylor. Her eyes burning into mine. Her face practically steaming. I gave her a smile and kept dancing. I knew she'd be mad. But I couldn't resist how hot she got when she was mad.

I turned my back to her and started dancing with one of my friends, getting another drink from the bar. Making sure to wink at him.

Seconds later, I felt a firm hand on my hip. I spun around looking into Taylor's dark eyes. The bar was full of flashing lights but I could hardly make out Taylor's expression.

"Hi Tay Tay." I put my Shaky hands on her shoulders, giving her a smirk.

She held my wrists firmly and started to pull me away from the crowd. I rolled my eyes and flopped my head back. Taylor brought us into a booth.

"Buzz kill" I was cut off by her coving my mouth with her hand. She leaned closer to my ear.

"Your a very naughty girl." Taylor growled in my ear. I felt restless so I rolled my eyes at her and said.

"Whatever Blondie"

She hooked my chin and pulled my head up to face her, "you will not take that tone with me." Her voice rasped and her eyes flickered.

I practically melted into her. This is the Taylor I wanted. "Oh ya? Why?" I tempted.

"Your pushing it y/n" Taylor held your thigh with her other hand, still holding your chin. She gently dug her nails into your skin.

I opened my mouth and looked down biting my lip.

Taylor let a small smirk creep into her face.
"Y/n are you going to tell me what the hell was going on out there?" Taylor's voice was lower.

"Mmmm, nope!" I scrunched my nose and crossed my arms.

That made Taylor practically fuming. She grabbed my arm and pulled me toward the door, "ugh Taylor your such a party pooper!"

She gave me one of her -your about to get it- looks and pulled my arm harder.

I stumbled a bit when walking to the car but managed to keep up. Taylor opened my door and practically a shoved me inside. She buckled me in, as if I were a child.

"I'm not a toddler tay, I can buckle myself!"

"Act like it next time." Taylor's eyes were sharp and stung like daggers.

The drive was short but it felt like forever. I was
So desperate for her protective touch. She parked the car and when we got inside she locked the door before firmly pushing me against it.

"Tell me why you were grinding on that guy." Taylor used her hushed voice as not to make herself more upset.

"Dunno." I innocently shrugged my shoulders.

Taylor put her hand around neck, my knees became weak. I put my hand on the back of the door to try and steady myself.

"Fuck y/n, I'm getting close to fucking the living shit out of you little body till you can't even think once about going to a club let alone leaving my side." Taylor let out a low growl into my ear and I held back my reaction by harshly bitting my lip. I smiled when I tasted the smallest about of blood.

"Bet." I pushed myself closer to her. She was done with my shit, I was truly surprised she didn't kill me at the bar.

So the night begins