Taylor Swift x Reader Imagines(GxG)

Bully (smut)

"Agh," I groaned as my back slammed against the cold metal lockers. A strong hand landed beside my face, trapping me. Those piercing blue eyes locked onto mine, filled with amusement and something more dangerous.

"Look who we have here," Taylor sneered, her voice dripping with condescension.

My legs felt weak, but I forced myself to stand my ground. "What do you want, Taylor?" I asked, trying to sound unfazed, though my pulse was hammering.

She smirked. "Your virginity?" she teased, leaning in closer. I felt my face heat up as I turned a deep shade of red.

"Shut up, Taylor. I'm not a virgin," I whispered harshly, shoving her back with all the strength I could muster.

She stumbled but recovered quickly, her expression twisting into anger. "Bitch," she spat before lunging.

Her hand shot to my throat, pinning me against the lockers again. My head hit the metal with a dull clang, and for a second, everything blurred.

I gasped for air, then reacted on instinct. My knee shot up into her stomach, making her grunt as she released me. Wasting no time, I shoved her back. She barely staggered before coming at me again, this time swinging.

I ducked just in time, feeling the wind of her fist rushing past my cheek. Using the momentum, I grabbed her arm and yanked, making her stumble forward. But Taylor wasn't one to go down easy-she tackled me, and we crashed onto the tile floor, students forming a circle around us, their cheers and gasps echoing in the hallway.

We rolled, each trying to get the upper hand. She managed to straddle me, pinning my wrists down.

Something inside me enjoyed her beeing on top of me, pinning my wrists against the floor.

"Give up?" she panted, her face inches from mine.

I glared up at her. "Not a chance," I growled before slamming my forehead into hers.

She cried out, momentarily dazed, and I used the opening to shove her off. We both scrambled to our feet at the same time, ready to go again-

"HEY! BREAK IT UP!"

A booming voice cut through the chaos. Hands grabbed at us, yanking us apart. I thrashed against the teacher restraining me, my breath heavy, adrenaline still pumping. Taylor struggled against hers too, her lip bleeding, eyes still burning with fury.

"Both of you, my office. NOW," Principal Abrams barked, his face a mask of anger.

The students backed away as the teachers hauled us down the hallway, the fight still fresh in my veins. Taylor shot me a glare, wiping the blood from her mouth.

"This isn't over," she muttered under her breath.

I smirked despite myself. "Looking forward to it."

And with that, we were shoved into the principal's office, side by side, waiting for the inevitable punishment.

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Time passed in tense silence until the door swung open. A tall blonde woman strode into the office, her heels clicking sharply against the floor. Her blue eyes blazed as she crossed her arms.

"Taylor Alison Swift," she growled, her voice low and commanding. "You better have a damn good explanation."

Taylor scoffed, rolling her eyes. "She started it," she said defensively, nodding in my direction.

I shot up from my chair. "What the hell? You started it!" I snapped, ready to go at her again, but a firm hand yanked me back down.

"Y/N Kelce," a familiar voice said.