It was Friday night and I was at a party with my boyfriend Taylor. I didn't want to be here. Everytime Taylor and I went somewhere he always did something, and by something I ment cheating on me. I always seem to forgive him but this time I had a plan of my own.
I looked over and saw some blonde haired stripper lookin chick dancin on his sack and decided I'd have a little fun myself. I grabbed the hottest guy near me and started dancing. I saw Taylor look over jealously and kept dancing.
"Well hey there hottie," the guy said. I looked up and smirked at him then kept shaking my hips. I looked up and Taylor grabbed my shoulder and pulled me away from the guy, "excuse me I need to see her real quickly."
"Man I was just starting to have fun, your girl can get turnt," the guy said and blew a kiss at me. I pretended to catch the kiss then blew one back. "Okay Laur, we're leaving now, I think you've had enough fun," Taylor said.
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Party Player
Teen Fictionum I'm not good with descriptions so I'm just gonna say this is about taylor and yeah read it please. I hope you like it.
