Three days. It's been Three days since I last talked to Taylor. She texted me Sunday morning to thank me for staying with her The previous night. I replied back then she left me on read. It's now Wednesday. I know I can't let her control my every move and have me be glued to my phone all day everyday incase she answers.
I loved spending time with her and I sure hope she did enjoy herself as well. There was a click there and I swear sparks were flying. I look down at her book and I decide to find more ways to swoop her off her feet.
As I'm about to start, I hear my phone buzz and it was a message from Jason.
Jason Kelce: Hey I know you're talking or whatever to the author. But I think you should check this out.
Attached was a link to an article and a video. The headline made my heart drop.
Back on Joe Alwyn and Taylor Swift.
The article pretty much went on all those previous articles about her were false and misinformation was being spread about them. It goes on to quote that a source said "We are happy. We appreciate the concerns but we try to keep our private relationship, private." The video was the two of them hand in hand leaving a restaurant and several paparazzi outside taking photos of them. The pair was running almost or walking very quickly. Joe ran first into the car, Taylor following.
It made me sick honestly. She spent time with me a week ago to only get back to her ex or boyfriend. Was I the person she used as a distraction? From what she said about this person, he wasn't good for her. Or some of her mannerisms, she thought she was slick but I saw it. I noticed everything.
The three times I saw her, she had this sadness in her eyes and aura. She wasn't her normal self. Maybe that's how she always is. Then when she is around people she is all happy and smiles.
Fuming with anger, I turn my phone off and go back to work. I am stacked with clients the rest of the day. Right when one leaves, the next has an appointment. It honestly works out right now. I need the distraction.
It was quite stupid to think I could get the girl from her book. This is some shit straight from a fantasy chid's movie. Well reality is a bitch. Laughing straight at your face.
By 5pm I was wiped. I have court all day tomorrow and it was a tough case. Custody battle to move the kids out of state. The parents are both incredibly stubborn but the plaintiff is the primary parent for the kids and they want to move to Boston. Defendant wants them to stay in Philly. Long story short, it's a big mess.
Glancing at my phone while I am wrapping up my day by turning off my monitor.
No texts from Taylor. But I do see a surprising text.
I know it's been awhile since we talk and I hate how things ended. Could we meet somewhere or I come over and we talk about things. I know the spark is still there. We were so good. We can be even better if we work out our differences. - Kayla.
This bitch. She thinks she has the right to waltz back into my life. After she cheated on me. Slept with someone else in my own bed. Turns out they had been seeing each other for months behind my back and they would come over my house while I was on business trips for work. Needless to say, bridges were burned between Kayla.
No way in fucking hell am I seeing Kayla. Absolutely not. If there is something worse then Taylor screwing me over it's having to see Kayla again.
Today just absolutely sucked. Between Taylor. Then Kayla trying to start some shit.It's been over eight months since we broke up and only now she's trying to start shit.
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how you get the girl
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