Chapter 1-
Taylor's POV
"Good just get out! I don't need you anyway Harry!" I shout as he is standing right in my face.
"You are such a pompous bitch! Ever since you have gotten into the spotlight things have changed!" He says with an intense scowl.
"I hate you Harry Styles! I have said it before and I will say it again! Get out," I yell.
"Taylor I can't believe this. But then again we always fight. Might as well end it for real this time," He shouts back.
"We're always back and forth, back and forth! I am sick of it!" I cry.
"Then you won't ever have to hear from me ever again. I hate you too," He growls.
"Just leave," I sniffle softly.
Next thing I know he slams the door in my face. I fall to the ground and begin crying. I put my head inbetween my knees as I sit in the floor. This whole relationship has been a mess. Ever since we began dating when we were in highschool. Back and forth arguments that are no good for anyone. Breaking up multiple times and getting back together just because we need the company to fill the our own selfish voids of lonliness. Harry and I could only tape our souls together multiple times until they tear apart again. The nightmares had returned the first time Harry and I had split up longer than a week or two, but at this point I was used to the insomnia. I never slept and when I did it drifted to the old broken memories of Jake or Harry. But now Harry had gone again. Leaving in the dust to pick up the broken pieces the latest mess he had created.
Now that we were famous I never listened to the tabloid, but this time he was caught red handed talking to some girl at a nightclub. He and her might not have done any damage but he knows how I felt about cheating because of Heather. But he always found a new way to push my buttons. That was the only way to describe our relationship. Toxic.
*Present day*
"It was good never looking down.
And right there where we stood was holy ground.
Tonight I’m gonna dance for all that we’ve been through.
But I don’t wanna dance if I’m not dancing with you.
Tonight I’m gonna dance like you were in this room.
But I don’t wanna dance if I’m not dancing with you."
I had just finished the song Holy Ground on the Red Tour. This was a song that I written for Harry after one of our 'breaks'. I had been thinking about Harry a lot lately. It has been two years since we have officially broken up but for some reason besides the nightmares he was always finding a place in my mind. It had been seven years since Simon Cowell has discovered me. I was already on my fourth album with sold out shows across the world. As for those discovered along my side, well One Direction was going to release their third album this month after a year off. Perrie has gone into hiding and hasn't come out with an album in two years.
"Good show!" Cher tells me after I had finished we are never ever getting back together.
"Thanks!" I chirp.
"So you have any plans tonight?' She asks.
"Not really. I was thinking we could go have dinner and then a sleepover," I say with a shrug.
"Ok. Do you want me to bring over Gatsby?' She asks.
"yeah we can stop at your place. You're getting a ride with me right?' I ask her as I step out of my final performance boots.
"Of course. Get ready and then we can go," She says.
I shoot her a weak smile and as she watches me walk over to my changing room. I open the door and turn on the lights to see all of my clothes nicely folded. How nice of Cher. I smile to myself until I see the cover of one of the tabloids.
"Harry Styles spotted with hot model Cara Delvigne. Will bitter Ex Taylor Swift take action? Off and on again couple might be igniting again.."
I turn it upside down before I can read anymore of that disgusting mess. I thought the age of twenty four was suppose to be fun, but growing up in the fame world, what was I suppose to expect? I put on my sweats and then throw my hair up into a pony tail. I sigh and rub my tired eyes as I go out to meet Cher so we can have one of my drivers drive me back to my hotel. Luckily I had two more days off before I was suppose to fly to LA for an award show.
"Ready?" Cher asks as soon as I find her.
"yeah.." I sigh.
We walk outside and one of my drivers picks up before anyone can notice. I lean my head against the window.
"What's the matter?" She asks searching my face with her concerned eyes as soon as I turn to face her.
"I have been thinking about Harry lately and I just saw the tabloid and..the nightmares, I just can't do it anymore Cher. I know I promised I would avoid all Harry Styles conflicts but I can't do it anymore," I pour out.
"It's fine to think that Taylor. Just try to think about your success. Look at what he is missing out on!" She tries to cheer me up.
"I know Cher but it's just so hard," I start to sniffle.
"Don't worry. You'll be fine," She reassures me.
I just sigh and wait for us to get back to the hotel. I needed to freshen up and shower befores we went out to eat. Cher said she was going to be in the lobby looking around at all of the things they had to offer. I promised her that it would only be twenty minutes and then I would be downstairs to meet her in the lobby.
As soon as I am showered and ready I hear a knock at the door. I assume it's Cher so I grab my purse and open it. But no it's someone from another celebritie's management. Obviously if my security let them through it was official business.
"Hello Ms. Swift I have come here to present you with this invitation. Just call this number to RSVP. We are hoping to see you and one guest attending," The man informs me.
"Thanks,' I say and he walks away. I shut the door softly and jump onto the bed.
I open up the golden envelope to reveal a picture of what I am assuming is One Direction's new album cover. I turn it around to read what it is written on the back.
"You and one guest are invited to the MIdnight Memories album release party in Paris, France two weeks from this date. One Direction are happy to invited you and would love to see you there!"
I reread the gold lettering over and over again. I was invited to the One Direction album release party.
I then decided that I was perpared for the worst, success is the best revenge after all.
Ah so I am excited to start Ashes! As usual votes and comments would be perfect! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter and I would love your feedback! Thanks for reading and I'll try to update soon :)

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