Just Wish on a Star (3)
Chapter 3
Taylor's POV:
"Omigod guys it's HER. Now we can beat her up so she can't sing anymore! Lets go!" one of them yelled.
"Brett," I yelled.
"Oh. Another one of your million boyfriends? How many this year? 160,000? Hm let's see what he does when he finds you dead." another said.
"BRETT," I screamed.
"TAYLOR," he yelled. I could here footsteps running. OH NO. One of them locked the door. Great.
The girl in the pink started punching me. I could feel my nose bleeding and my eye swelling up. I was about to go unconscious when I heard a door fall down. Brett yelled my name and started pulling the girls out of the bathroom by their hair. He then scooped me up and I blacked out.
Brett's POV:
I leave Taylor alone for 5 minutes and she is black, blue, and bloody. Stupid 15 year old girls. I scooped her up and ran to my car. Home was all I was thinking of. The paparazzi were coming and it would be hectic at a hospital. I called her mom while driving, breaking the new to her. She said she would meet me at the hotel. I looked at Taylor. She was beautiful when she was sleeping. I knew she was unconscious so I would have to get her home. I guess I was speeding and then a cop pulled me over.
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Just Wish on a Star
Short StoryFor the past few years, Taylor has been looking for someone special. Someone to be THE one, not just love her for the fame or money. Frustrated is a word she is far beyond. Love just seems impossible for her. Until Brett shows up looking for a job...
