Taylor Swift Imagines

"Crazy Ex Girlfriend"

You and Taylor were together for 8 months, before you decided to break it off, which Taylor did not take very well.

You were home late at night when you heard footsteps approaching you from behind, then you were knocked out cold. When you woke up you were strapped to a chair in the middle of a dark room.

Taylor was sitting in front of you, looking as beautiful as ever, holding a gun to your head.

"Hey, honey. I think it's time we renewed our relationship."

You tried to scream but her hands covered my mouth.

Taylor smiled, pushing her perfectly manicured finger against your lips, telling you to shhh..

"It's okay babe, you don't need to scream. You're not going anywhere."

Taylor stood up, walking over to you, pressing the gun against your temple.

"Taylor stop I don't love you anymore" Taylor laughed maniacally, pressing the gun harder against your forehead.

"Oh, but you do. We can't be separated now, because I love you too much."

Taylor said in a very sweet, almost romantic tone of voice.

You gulped feeling cold gun in my forehead.

Taylor giggled devilishly, putting her other hand on top of your cheek, her nails drawing little circles on your skin.

"It's okay, baby. No one in the whole world will love you the way that I love you now. You and me.. We're forever."

Taylor chuckled, her eyes slowly closing as she leaned closer to your face.

"Just you and me.." You tried to push her away. Taylor just laughed, kissing you passionately, ignoring your attempts to resist her. Taylor's warm, soft lips pressed and pressed against yours, her hands still caressing your face.

"Hmmp!" You squealed and tried pushing her away again.

"Shhh, baby.." She said, her lips still pressed against your neck.

"You're so cute when you're angry."

Taylor's nails started to dig into your cheeks, drawing a few specks of blood.

"Just relax.." She whispered.

Taylor licked the blood drops from her nails, staring right into your eyes. Her eyes were as cold and lifeless as the darkness that shrouded this room.

Taylor pressed the gun even closer to your face, her lips curving into a sinister smile.

"Aren't you glad we're together now?" She asked, tilting her head.

You didn't say anything and looked at her dead in the eye. Taylor giggled, her hair falling perfectly in front of her eyes, before it parted again, revealing her perfect face.

"Oh, you know we're going to be happy together."

Taylor smirked, her eyes locking onto yours.

"It's only a matter of time before we get married and have a couple of children. The perfect little family."

Taylor laughed as her voice adopted a sweet tone once again.

"We can't let anyone stand in the way of our love, can we, baby?"Taylor started to stroke your cheek gently with the back of her finger, her eyes full of love.

"We're meant to be, my love." She smiled, leaning closer to your face.

"And nothing can stop us."

Her fingernails grew longer again, this time digging deeper into your face, drawing more blood.