TREACHEROUS (Taylor Swift + Harry styles + Joe Alwyn)

When it's hard or it's wrong or we're making mistakes

The ringing of a phone woke Taylor up.
Rolling over in bed she grabbed it and picked it up.
Taylor: Hello?
The girls voice sounded shrill and sharp
Girl: Who is this?
Taylor: You called me, dont you know who I am?
Girl: No. I called Harry my boyfriend but I have a pretty good idea who you are.
The girl hung up and Taylor flashed back to reality.
Taylor:Shit shit SHIT!
She glanced towards Harry who was sprawled out on the bed with a thin sheet covering his lower body.
What had she done?
Quietly she crawled out of bed, careful not to wake him, and found her bra and underwear on the ground.
As she searched for her top she was taking aback by herself in the mirror.
Her mascara had run, her eyeliner was all smudged and her hair was all over the place.
She had no idea where her stuff was. She usually didn't bring her phone with her on stage but she was pretty sure she'd come with clothes on.
Her blue eyes were drawn to Harry's shirt next to a half empty bottle of whisky.
Without thinking she grabbed the shirt and threw it on.
Harry's phone password was easy to guess, his birthday what and idot, so she scrolled through his contacts until she got to Selena.
She was about to press it when she saw her name, with a devil and snake emoji next to it.
She was so angry she didnt even notice all the notifications from Harry's management.
Quickly she changed the name to
'Just another one of your games' and called Selena.

Taylor: I need your help.

SELENA POV:

Selena barely recognised her friend as she stumbled into her car.
She looked like a drunken mess.

Selena: Taylor what the fuck!

She was going to press her for answers but when she met her eyes she couldn't help but feel sorry for her. It was just so unlike her.
She signalled for he driver to start the car.

Taylor: I take it you saw my performance last night.

Selena nodded as she remembered all the trashy magazines talking about how 'Haylor was totally back again' and the videos of Taylor and Harry on stage together circled her Instagram.
She didn't even want to think about the nightmare Taylor's management must be going through.

Selena: Please don't tell me-

Her question didn't need to be finished. Taylor's face said it all.

Selena: How did this happen?

Taylor's head fell into her hands as she burst into tears.

Taylor: I don't know! He was just there and so so- I can't believe I did this to Joe. What am I going to tell him?

Selena: You don't need to tell him anything.
Selena had barely convinced herself it was a good idea.
Selena: You spent the night at mine.
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A tired looking Joe opened the door with an empty bottle of gin in his hand.
For a while they stared at each other not taking.
Finally Taylor broke the silence.

Taylor: Hi.

Joe: Where've you been?
He seemed reluctant to let her in.

Taylor: At Selena's
Joe gave a condescending smirk and raised his eyebrows.

Joe: Nice shirt.
He nodded at Harry's oversized shirt hanging loosely on Taylor's skinny body.

Joe: Is that Selena's too?

Taylor looked down at her feet, ashamed.
Taylor: Yeah.
Joe: Really?
Taylor didn't answer.
Joe: Cause I could've sworn I saw it on Harry Styles last night.
Taylor blinked tears away as she summonsed the courage to look him in the eyes.
Taylor: Please just let me in so we can talk about this.
Joe: Can't wait to hear what you have to say.
Cautiously Taylor stepped into her apartment which felt strange cold. The door slammed behind her making flinch.
Joe turned to her waiting and she felt like she was about to crush from all the tension.
Joe: How was your show.
Taylor: Good.
Joe: seemed like the crowd really liked you two.
Taylor: Joe I-
Taylor tried to put her hand on his shoulder but he grabbed it before she could reach him.
He pulled her so close to him she could smell the alcohol on his breath.
Joe: What happened last night.
She was shaking now and trying desperately not to cry.
Taylor: I told you I was at Selena's.
He dug his nails deeper into Taylor's skin.
Joe: Don't lie to me.
Taylor: Joe st-stop. Please! You're hurting me!
Joe: You're not the one who's hurt here.
With one hand he threw her against the wall.
Taylor: Joe I'm so sorry just please stop.
She couldn't even recognise as he came closer.
This wasn't the Joe she knew.
No, her Joe was sweet and calm.
That was the man she loved not this one.
Joe: I'm going to ask you again. WHAT HAPPENED!
Taylor was crying and screaming now.
Taylor: NOTHING!
Joe slapped her and left a handprint on Taylor's soft cheek.
Joe: STOP LYING!
He drunkenly swung his bottle of gin at her head but she managed to dodge it slightly so that it only hit half her face.
It shattered leaving cuts on both Joe and Taylor.
Her cheeks stung as tears rolled onto her cuts.
Joe fixed his gaze back onto Harry's shirt and ripped it off of her trembling body.
Joe: They'll be nothing to do with him in this house!
He ripped Harry's shirt off of her and slowly his hands started to feel down her body getting lower and lower.
Taylor: Stop!
Joe: It's ok baby shhhh.
Taylor: I SAID STOP!
She finally gathered the strength to push him off and ran out the room locking the door behind her.
She could hear him banging on the door trying to get out.
Joe: OPEN THE DOOR!
She threw her coat on and ran out the door and into her driver's car.
Driver: Miss are you ok?
Only then did she realise her face must've been covered in blood and bruises.
Taylor: No. Please just start driving.
Driving: Of course ma'am, where to?
Taylor: Selena's hotel.