How she got the girl

you think you're scared of her

Taylor comes home right after you, the house is a mess, you threw a party last night to celebrate your new movie.

"Y/n?" Taylor calls from downstairs as you're changing into your clothes.

"Ya babe?" You call back down.

"Why is the house still a mess? You know I'm having guests over soon!"

You were a little shocked by her tone, but you did remember her asking you before you left for work in the morning if you could clean up. Since you couldn't last night and you both have to leave early for work in the mornings, you stayed at work a little extra long today and completely forgot about the mess at the house.

"Shit! I'm sorry!" You run downstairs to greet her.

She looks pissed.

"The hell did you throw a party for anyways?" She rolled her eyes.

"Tay- this was the first party I threw! And it was for the new release of my movie!" You were crushed.

"Just clean the house!" You looked into her eyes you saw that they were highly unfocused, she was drunk.

"Taylor, where were you today?" You questioned her.

"Work? Duh, what the hell with the questions y/n. You've got work to do."

"Why are You drunk." You grabbed her before she could walk away. But let it go once she acknowledged you.

"What the fuck did you say?" She came very close to
You. She put her hands firmly on your hips, making the flinch just slightly.

"Erm, Tay- Taylor. Your drunk, I can smell it on your breath and and see it in your eyes." Who challenged her.

"Fuck you, trying to blame this shit show on me!" Her voice was deep and chilling.

"Shit show?"

"don't play stupid with me bitch,"

You trying to push her away, but she push into you further, "ugh let go!"

"No." And with that she slammed you against the wall, you hit your head pretty hard, and your shoulders started to tingle.

Fear ran through your eyes and chilled your blood. You didn't know what was going on anymore you were scared.

"T-tay!" Your words stumbled. Her hands still firmly on your waist.

"Just- clean the house." She somewhat gently let go of you running up the stairs.

You fell to your knees, still in shock, you put your hand on the back of your head, very very sore. You began to cry, not much from pain, but from fear and confusion.

You tried to keep yourselves, quiet wasting yourself up, grabbing a trash bag from under the counter you had to cover your mouth.

You begin to collect cups and bottles, plates, and plastic utensils from around the living room. When he stood back up, he felt a rush to your head, almost as if you were going to pass out. But hearing Taylor Swift steps coming down the stairs, snapped you out of it.

You hold your breath, continuing to move around the house quicker now. When you looked back up, Taylor was standing in just inches from you.

you let out a gasp. quickly taking a step backwards. "Sorry it's not clean yet." You could fill tears streaming out of your eyes again.

"It's fine I don't even care, my head hurts to bad to Throw a party anyways." She still sounded harsh.

You gently set the trash bag on the floor, holding your arm in your hand.
"Um, Taylor?"

"What?" She looked up from her phone.

"Can I just maybe talk to you about something?"

"Whatever."

taking a deep breath you released, "Taylor I'm scared-"
You paused as you watched her walk over to you.

"Scared of what?"

She was close to you again, you lowered your head. "You"

"Huh..."

"You hurt me tay, and now I'm fucking scared of
You!"

"Hurt you?" She put her hand on your hip again this time gently.

You stepped away. Looking up at her in shame. "Please don't touch me right now."

She pulled her hand back, her face had a confused expression. "did I hurt your feelings or some shit?"

"No Taylor!" you raised your voice, " you slam against the wall! And I have a huge headache now! When I stood up, I felt like I was gonna pass out!"
You were shocked that you had the courage to yell at her, but even with you being scared you had to let her know.

"What? I thought it was just a little push, oh y/n" she reached for your face, but you turned around. "I-"

"Don't, please don't touch me." You said through quiet sobs.

Somethings snapped in Taylor's mind when it all came flooding back to her her drunkenness simply flew out of her mouth. "Oh fuck-" she said to herself,
"I'm so sorry y/n, I don't know what happened, well actually I do. I skipped work and went drinking with Selena. She tried to convince me not to do it but I told her it would be fine since you had a party last night I know that doesn't make any sense..."

You turned around to face her again.

"God I just- I feel like a monster. I sure as hell acted like one! Oh y/n, you're scared of me... I messed up really bad this time."

"I'm, I'm not scared of you. I was just scared in general." You mumbled.

" yes but I was the reason you were scared! I put my hands on you! I really hurt you!" You could hear it, and Taylor's voice and seed in her eyes she was about to lose it.

You hesitated for a moment before running up to her and hugging her. "Why do why have to fight?" You said as you buried your face into her chest, feeling her irregular heartbeat and her unsteady breathing. You to let yourself cry again.

"I'm sorry baby, I really am. Oh I just love you so much." You could feel her shaky hands wrapped around your waist, and this time you felt safe.

"Hey, want to help me clean up and watch a movie tonight?" You looked up at her teary eyes.

"I'd love nothing more, but first we should make sure that your heads OK!"

"Oh no, really I feel better!" You lied slightly, but you didn't want her to worry anymore you know it was a mistake, and that was a version of Taylor he would probably never see again.

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Sry I've been making so many about fights, they're just like easy for me to write or something. I promise I'll have more cutesy cuddly one soon!