Head Over Heals - Taylor And Calvin

I Knew You Were Trouble

Taylor couldn't move. She couldn't feel. She couldn't think, and she defiantly didn't want to. She felt as if she was thrown into a never ending nightmare. Her heart had been ripped out of her chest, and kicked around, broken like a piece of china. Tears upon tears rolled down her bright blue eyes leaving them a puffy red.

Taylor was in her apartment bathroom in New York City. This apartment was her escape, where no paparazzi could follow her, and they could just leave her alone. Little to no people knew about it. Taylor's Best friend, runway Model Karlie Kloss, was one of the two people who knew where it was. The other - was him.

Taylor broke out into another uncontrollable sob thinking about him again. She brought her knees to her chest, and banged her head on the sink counter behind her.
Recently today, she had returned from had hoped to be the most fantastic boat ride of her life. She shakily breathed in and out while thinking over and over about the whole thing.
"It can't happen, it can happen." she whispered to herself repetively.

Taylor had just broken up with One Direction singer, Harry Styles. She stopped sobbing and grabbed her heart. It hurt, and it wouldn't stop throbbing. It hurt so bad that Taylor rolled onto her side and cried more, getting all the heartbreak out. She could not stop thinking about Harry.

Those green eyes and that contagious smile kept popping in her head like flashbacks, and she heard his voice like echoes bouncing of the walls of her skull. Her fingers can still remember the feeling of those brown locks, and his sweet smell.

All of a sudden there was a pounding at the door. Taylor didn't move. It could be Harry. And she was terrified of him.

"Tay open up! It's Karlie I know your in there!"
Taylor still wouldn't budge, Karlie had probably heard about Harry, which means she was probably all I've the news by now. She groaned with frustration gripping the ends of her hair. She tried to ignore Karlie, pretending she didn't hear her. Karlie persisted. She hit the door louder and louder with more force. Taylor bolted up for the safety of her door. She ran out of her bathroom, across the kitchen and pressed her lips to the doors crease.

"Karlie go away! Ok just leave me alone please." she pleaded.
"Taylor, I'm not leaving you alone tonight, and I if I have to remove this door I very much will!" She shouted.

Taylor went silent. she wanted to be alone, but she knew Karlie would not leave, and to be all honest, she would break down the door. More Seconds of silence passed by.

"Taylor?" Karlie questioned.
Taylor groaned once more, ripping the door open and pulling Karlie inside. Stumbling in, Taylor slammed the door and went back to her bathroom, locking the door behind her. she heard Karlie set her Gucci purse down and footsteps approach the door.
"C'mon Tay it's me! I'm already in your apartment, open the door."

Taylor had her palms buried in her face.
"You said to let you in, opening the bathroom door is on a whole nother level."
She heard a tiny chuckle escape Karlie.
"Fine, you were always stubborn." Taylor heard Karlie slide her body down the door.

"Talk to me." was all she said. Her best friend just wanted to talk. She knew Karlie was just looking out for her, but her pride got the best of her.

"I cant." Taylor croaked.
"Listen don't you let that idiotic pansy win, your better than him, and you need to get this over with right now Swift, cowgirl up!"

Taylor smiled, and Karlie must've sensed it.
"There we go," she stated with satisfaction. "Now tell me what happened."

*FLASHBACK*
Taylor felt the cold sprays of the ocean water splash against her hot skin. Currently, she was on a yacht, with the dream of her life Harry Styles. She looked back to see Harry tying a knot of some sort to keep his boat floating. He had a personal driver steering, so it was supposed to be just them.