Taylor Squared- Love Story

Chapter Nineteen- Moms

"Oh shit."

I muttered under my breath. Tay heard me and grabbed my hand. I don't know whether it was for her to comfort me, or for me to comfort her. Regardless, I don't really care.

I look to my left and see a sad Tay, just kind of standing there. Then farther off in the distance I see Andrea making her way over, she didn't look too happy that someone else was picking on her innocent daughter.. Maybe she has the balls to stand up to my mom. After all these years, I've still been too afraid..

When she made her way over, she scanned my mom up and down.

"Hello, I'm Andrea, Taylor's mother." and she extended her arm for a handshake. My mom just shook the tips of her fingers.

"Hello."

"So did you guys come for the show?" She smiled.

"No, we just got here."

"Oh ok. Is this your daughter?" She said looking at Sarah.

"No, I'm Taylor's EX girlfriend. I liked him before he was famous." She smirked

I looked over and saw tears welling up in Tay's eyes.

"What's that supposed to mean?" She said. Her voice quivering.

"Oh nothing. It's just.. I liked him before he was famous, and before he got extremley ripped and hot." She winked at me. What a bitch.

Andrea glared at her.

"That wasn't called for." She said

"Oh. I think it was. We just came her to let you know, I don't like your daughter. and she will NEVER be excepted into our family." my mom said

Andrea was fuming.

"If you have anything to say, say it to me. Not Taylor. She has done nothing wrong!"

"Fine."

She stepped from outside of the T-Party room and by the giant pole that had old pictures of Tay taped to it where we were standing.

"Your daughter," She said poking Tay's arm, "Is a whore. End of story."

Tay lost it, she started crying uncontrollably. Sarah was just standing there laughing.

"MY DAUGHTER IS NOT A WHORE. AND DONT USE THAT KIND OF LANGUAGE AROUND HERE. I THINK ITS TIME YOU LEAVE." Andrea said, her face as red as a tomato.

"Oh, I'm just getting started." My mom smirked.

Swift's P.O.V

I jetted out of the T-Party room and heared our Mom's voices starting to be raised. I bumped into Sarah's arm as I was leaving and she muttered, "SLUT." Under her breath as I did.

Tears were streaming down my face. How am I a slut? Because I fall in love easily? Well my freaking bad.

I was trying to make it to the girls bathroom but I collapsed on the ground before I could. I buried my head into my arms and just sat there. Moments passed and I heard footsteps coming from down the hall. I look up and see black boots with chains on them. those were Grants boots.

"hey." he said

"I thought you hated me." I said still crying

"never, I'm just upset, that's all," he bent down and sat next to me, "You know my family loves you, and you'd never have to change for me to be accepted. you're too good for that." He said, putting his arm around my waist. I didn't move it.

"But I love him.." I muttered.

"and I love you, but things down always work out the way we want. Do they?" He said, brushing my hair behind my ear.

"I've got to go.." I stood up swiftly and so did he.

"grant, just stop." He grabbed my face and kissed me.

At first I tried pushing him away, then, I just gave up. I kissed back. After a few seconds, I pulled away, 'How could I do that to Taylor?' I thought.

"You have no idea how long I've been waiting for that." He said.

"I love Taylor, Grant. no one is going to change that.. Maybe.. in the future things will happen between us, but not now.. they can't with the band. Just go back to Claire. Just go."

I pushed passed him and starting walking back to the T-Party room, as I was I heard him scream,

"WHY DON'T YOU FEEL THE SAME WAY?"

"WHO DO YOU THINK 'YOU BELONG WITH ME' WAS ABOUT? Ass hole."

I kept walking, back to the T-Party room. But when I got in there, I saw my Mom on the floor, crying, hovering over Taylor who was sitting up next to the pole and was rubbing his head, and my body guard holding back Taylor's mom. She was crying.

"Taylor, son, if you can hear me, I didn't mean for it to get that out of hand. I'm so sorry."

I put my hands over my mouth and gasped. I glared at her,

"You're not sorry." I said shaking my head. Then my body guard through her out of the room. I leaped over to Taylor and bent down next to him,

"Baby, are you ok?" I said

"Who.. are you?" he said confused.