I looked around the mess. Marijuana, weed , female clothing, and all the other drugs. Its sad that I am getting used to this. i shook the thoughts out of my head. everything was dark, way too dark. maybe he is out or something. I don't know?
i walked up the stairs and crept through the quiet halls my heels making clicking noises. Ugh. i made my way to our room, nobody was in there. a sigh of relief came through me, but also some jealousy. What if he's meeting with another girl?
I opened the closet took out a duffle bag and stuffed most of my clothes that I would need. That will do for now. I was gonna hope we could talk but he's obviously with someone. I sighed and went. Downstairs opening the door reveling a girl on Ross back. He was drunk of course, the girl started sucking on his neck. I shoved them away in disgust.
"Taylor baby, please come back. I didn't mean to" he called out
"No I will not cone back in this filthy mess and see that whore on you" I shouted
He pushed the slut off of him. I ran to the car
Louis looked at me worried
"What happen, are you ok, what did he do, I swear I will-"
"No I'm ok" I cut him off
"Why are you crying then" he wiped of the tears that I hadn't realized I was holding.
I told him what happened and how it hurts to see him cheat again.
"It's okay, you have us and maybe Ross would be that manwhore but everything is going to be fine" he reassured me as we drove home.
YOU ARE READING
Married To My Enemy, Ross Lynch
FanfictionTaylor Dawson is a 17 year old who hates the one and only...Ross Lynch But he loves her! Does she have the same feelings? Until one day, her parents tell her that they are getting married. Will they fall in love? or Break Apart?
