Field girl | a gxg Taylor swift fanfic

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I awoke from slumber, its was already 1pm.
Did I really sleep in that long?

I rubbed my puffy eyes from crying all night, still so upset at both, my best friend, Sabrina and y/n.

Maybe y/n wasn't even into me in the first  place? We didn't make it official yet, why am I so upset?

I kept asking myself every possible negative question I could, until I turned on my phone.

notifications:

19 new messages from y/n🖕

4 missed calls from y/n🖕

3 new messages from trav 🏈

new post from @SabrinaCarpenter

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I groaned just looking at the notifications, I knew exactly what to expect, and I wasn't happy about any of it.

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trav 🏈

How are you doing?
I saw it all over social media.

I'm worried about you.

I'm sorry Taylor, I thought
y/n was better than that.

could be better, obviously.
thanks for checking on me.
you mean a lot to me trav, even if we're just friends. You've always been super kind and respectful, so thankyou.

yeah! No problem, it's what I do! 🫶

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for the second I was replying to Travis my mind completely forgot about all the mess, the drama that I'd have to relive after going on social media.

I opened intsagram, getting the worst part of my notifications over with, I knew exactly what Sabrina posted, I really didn't even need to look at it, but I still did.

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@Sabrina so we took this photo before everything went down. I just want to say, Taylor, she's not yours, and spilling a drink on us for no reason, other than hanging out is very immature. I'd like to say that, I can no longer be your friend after what happened last night. thanks, that's all.

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I couldn't believe what I was reading. She had the audacity to twist everything that went on, and the whole world still believed her?

But the worst part is y/n didn't seem to care, not posting anything, nor speaking out against it at all.

It makes me question if I was a little toy she was using to get to a rise of fame for someone else.

I felt shattered, I still couldn't fathom the fact she kissed her, and used me like that. I thought I knew y/n.

Pissed off, I didn't even open any of the messages from y/n, I couldn't deal with this right now.

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few days later

I switched on the tv, the first thing to pop up: a late night show.

I loved sitting in my cozy bed, eating popcorn, in the dark, and watching late night shows. It just brings me so much joy.

Its didn't last for long though, when I saw y/n sitting across from the host, smiling towards the camera.

Instead of changing the channel like I'd normally do, I watched, hearing what she had to say, even if it was like watching a car crash.

"So... may I ask the big question of what really happened at the vmas?" The host raises his eyebrows intrigued in the response.

"Oh yes. So.. oh boy.." she began.

"Taylor, a very close friend of mine invited me to the vmas, we met other talented people, and when Taylor went to get a drink, Sabrina started hitting on me, in which I felt extremely uncomfortable with.. she wouldn't stop, when I went to push her away, that's when she pulled me in for a kiss. I hated it. That's when Taylor obviously blew up, for a good reason, and yeah..." she told the story, I stopped eating the popcorn in my hand.

Wait what..?

I continued to listen, as he asked her a follow up question.

"So.. from what I've heard, why aren't you and Taylor friends anymore if this was a misunderstanding?" He adjusts his glasses.

"Well.. I'm not sure.. I tried to text and call her but she won't answer, so here I am. If Taylor is watching right now, please answer me back." y/n looks into the camera, no smile, a frown, almost like she knew I was watching.

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to be continued on next chapter