Ain't It Fun

Chapter 7

It had been three weeks since the day at the beach, you and Taylor had been talking on and off since then, getting to know each other more and more. I had been busy with media appearances and he had been busy with his album but we two had been keeping up with each other. You would text all the time and he would send you those cute good morning texts and those adorable goodnight texts. To be honest, you were falling for him but you weren't sure how to feel about that. You liked Taylor, a lot, but being in the business that you were in, relationships were much harder than they were if you were just two normal people. Taylor and you had planned to hang out today and he was going to pick you up in his lamborghini. The day was going great until you had found some pictures.

You was getting ready, putting on your high waisted jeans and sunflower crop top when Melody had sent you some pictures. You sat down and looked through them, your jaw dropping open in surprise. They were paparazzi pictures of you and Taylor leaving your house one morning, still looking a little dishelveled from the night before. You recognized the pictures and realized they were taken the night you had offered Taylor to sleep over since it had been so late, but that's not how they were headlined.

Has Taylor Caniff shagged yet another Hollywood Star?

Your heart dropped as you clicked the links at the bottom of the article and read more and more articles about girls Taylor had been with. Ariana Grande, Kylie Jenner, Andrea Russett, the list grew longer and longer as you scrolled endlessly through. Pictures appeared too, much like the ones of you and Taylor except with different girls. Loads of them.

A few pictures apparently from this week had caught your eye. You looked at the pictures of Taylor with some random beautiful girl. The girl was literally all over Taylor and was hardly wearing any clothes; he had his hands on the back of her thighs and his face in her neck. The picture looked so intimate that it broke your heart. The worst part was that not only did it look like she was enjoying it, but he did too.You let out a sad sigh. You had thought that you had something special with Taylor after what had happened at the beach. He kissed you, you didn't even kiss him yet, then he goes out and does this? You weren't sure how to feel; you weren't even sure why you were so upset but you were, undeniably so. You were really hoping Taylor was different, but as far as you've seen so far he wasn't; he was just a good actor like the rest of the people in this screwed up place that was called Hollywood. You ran a hand through your hair and put your phone, down not wanting to look at it anymore.

Just then, the doorbell rang. You looked at the clock next to your bed not realizing how much time had passed. You knew exactly who it was at the door. You stood up and walked out of your room and down the hall. A thousand things were going through your head but you plastered on a smile; you were an actor after all. And right now, act was exactly what you were going to do. You opened up the door to reveal a smiling Taylor.

You looked at him and you gave him a smile, "Hey Tay!" you said with fake cheeriness

.He looked at you and grinned, "Hey, (Y/N)." He ran a hand through his hair and you almost forgot about how upset you were. He wasn't even your boyfriend and it was driving you crazy that you cared so much that he was with other girls. You picked up your purse and slung it over your shoulder.

"So where are we off to?" you asked and brushed right past him, walking towards his car.

Taylor looked at you slightly confused before following after you, "I just figured we could hang out at my place and I'd cook some dinner," he explained as he unlocked his car and opened your door for you. You gave him a tight smile before getting into the car. He walked around to his side of the car and got in. The car ride was a total of 33 minutes; you had counted each one. The ride was slightly awkward; you were still battling with what you had seen earlier.