MINE!

Plot Twist

2 hours ago when I was dressing in my old bedroom in my dad's house I had my night planned perfectly. Go to a club, get wasted, pick up a girl that looks as similar to Taylor as possible and then take her home and do all the things I have dreamt about doing to Taylor for the last two years

Plot twist!

I'm in the club, I'm half way to being wasted but still well aware of what I'm doing and there in front of me, dancing very closely, too fuckin closely to a dude is the girl herself, no poor imitation is now required because one way or another she's leaving here with me tonight and not that pasty skinned poor imitation of me.

I take long slow sips of my beer as I watch my girl move her body against another man, jealousy burning like acid and then flowing though my veins like blood

She throws her head back and laughs as he wraps an arm around her waist and heaves her to him and I close my eyes and count to 10, willing myself to behave but knowing I only have so much self control and what self control I do have is greatly diminished when it comes to Taylor

I keep my eyes shut and in the darkness of my mind I think back to all the times I got into fights in high school. Mostly they were because some kid hadn't realised that Taylor was mine and made some inappropriate comment or attempted to put their hands where no one's hands but mine should ever be.

My eyes snap open

Just like this fucker here... with his hands on her waist, his mouth on her neck...

I feel the acid in my veins begin to bubble, inching me closer and closer to my breaking point

"I'll get drinks!" I hear him yell in his nasally English accent.

Fuck I hate that accent!

He moves through the crowd and the further he gets from Taylor the more I feel my body begin to relax. Him with his hands on Taylor I can't take but him on his own... that I can take easily

I push myself up from my seat and stretch my arms over my head gaining me some noises of approval from a table full of girls just across from me. I give them a wink just for the fun of it and then head down the steps to the bar and where I know my target awaits

"2 shots of vodka please" he asks and I wait patiently for the bartender to serve them, waiting for him to pay and then snatching one up and throwing it down my throat all in one movement

"She doesn't do shots" I inform him. I'm standing just inches from him and I swear I can smell her scent in his skin and it's enough to make me want to skin him alive and take her scent for my own

"Excuse me?" He turns to me and looks me over, there's no recognition on his face so I can only assume Taylor has removed every trace of me from our home.

"Taylor. She doesn't do shots. She gets drunk too quick. You wouldn't want her drunk now would you?" I stand with my back against the bar, lounging against it, hoping he sees that I'm not going anywhere

"I'm sorry, but do I know you?"

"No. No you don't but Taylor does and you are about to wish you never met me"

"Who are you?!" He asks stepping away from me and I grin at how easily I got him on the back foot, how easily I caused his forehead to shine with sweat

"Travis" I announce, holding out my hand and then chuckling when all he does is look at it "Travis Kelce, name ring a bell?"

"The ex?!" He gasps

"Not for long" I smirk at him and he pulls the neck of his pink shirt away from his skin and gulps a little. I don't know what he's heard about me but I can guarantee from the look on his face that it isn't good

"Look, Taylor's just trying to have fun tonight, I don't want you upsetting her"

"Don't tell me what I can and can't do to Taylor, I don't take orders, especially not from weaselly little shits like you"

"Look Travis, you might not want to hear this but Taylor's moved on"

"With you?"

"That's right"

"You're so wrong. Taylor is trying to fill a gap with a weak ass imitation of me, you know, if you squint your eyes a little..." I do it and then move my head from side to side examining him   " You could almost think you looked like me. I bet that's what she does in bed, closes her eyes and thinks of me"

Fuck she better think of me!

"Look I don't want any trouble, like I said we're just out here trying to have fun"

"With my girl"

"She's not 'your girl' anymore. You lost her the second you got yourself arrested"

My hands grab the front of his shirt and I pull his face as close to mine as I can without us touching "Do not for one second think you know anything about me or my relationship with Taylor"

"I know it's over" He sasses as he lifts his chin and looks me straight in the eye

Big. Fuckin. Mistake!

"Harry get over here!" Shouts a male voice, obviously unaware of the altercation his friend has just found himself in and I release his shirt and then smooth it down for him

"Keep away from Taylor" he warns

"No fuckin way" I say with a grin, lifting up the second shot of vodka and downing it and then watching as he walks back to the table and sits down next to Taylor, putting his arm around her shoulders before pulling her into him and then lifting his gaze to me as though showing me that he's won. Unfortunately for this boy I don't lose when it comes to Taylor so I pull up the hood of my black hoody, walk to the table he and his friends are occupying and then drop down onto a spare seat.

"Hi Taylor, nice to see you again" I grin as all eyes at the table turn to look at me, all eyes except the very ones I'm desperate to have on me but I'm about to make sure that changes

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