Taylor has never really understood people's fixation with jealousy.
She doesn't understand the 'cuteness' of watching your significant other turn green in the face all because you were interacting with someone else. She doesn't understand why would anyone find it 'hot' that your significant other doesn't trust you around other human beings. After all, if your partner doesn't trust you, that's bad news, right?
She also does not understand why someone would feel immensely insecure– to the point of anger– all because their significant other was socialising with another person. If you don't trust your partner, it's a clear sign that you both have some issues between each other to talk about.
She usually associated jealousy with something negative, like distrust. It has never really been a problem for her though; she was always calm and collected, in control of her emotions.
Taylor has always prided herself for being rational. Sure, occasionally she would raise an eyebrow at the eager eyes that observed her lover hungrily but she has always kept a cool head. She was never one to seethe in jealousy.
But just like all the other things in her life, when it came to Karlie Kloss, things were different.
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After weeks apart, Taylor and Karlie had reunited at some fancy charity event filled with A-list celebrities, wealthy businessmen, successful fashion designers and the like.
They were both grateful to finally be able to spend time together publicly ("This will be a good way to push that gal pal image," Tree had said). They were also relived; for the first time in months, they wouldn't have to hide behind a bush whenever a person was seen within every ten meters.
Taylor and Karlie had somehow even managed to persuade Tree into letting them attend the event without her following their every step. It wasn't easy; after four days of begging, three heated arguments, a broken plate, and offering her a hefty pay raise, Tree had eventually relented. They were beyond happy to be able to attend a social event together without the publicist breathing down their necks for a change.
They clung onto each other throughout the entire event, practically attached to the hip while chatting away with the other attendants. Everything was going well and dandy until Taylor left to get the both of them drinks.
When she has returned with two flutes of champagne in her hands, Taylor is first greeted by the sight of a good looking young man dressed in a crisp suit talking animatedly to Karlie, who looks equally engrossed in the conversation. Taylor isn't at all fazed; they were just having an enthusiastic conversation.
Walking towards Karlie and the mystery man she, however, stops in her tracks and furrows her eyebrows when she notices that the man is not looking at Karlie in the face- like he should be.
His eyes are running up and down her body as he is talking, undoubtedly checking Karlie out, before he finally settles his gaze on her chest.
Taylor couldn't exactly blame him. After all, Karlie was absolutely gorgeous; who would be able to resist staring at her? And it wasn't Karlie's fault that she was the most beautiful person in the world.
But that didn't mean Preppy McRichie over there could blatantly ogle at her girlfriend right in front her.
Only Taylor could do that. She was the only one who could look at Karlie like that.
Needless to say, Taylor is not at all amused by the scene that is being displayed in front of her.
She feels a sharp twinge in her chest, as though a ferocious creature had hatched from its shell and was currently making itself at home beside her heart. The beast in her growls deeply at the trespasser, ready to protect its beloved from any unwelcomed strangers.
