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Fuck yea! Hope you like it, get ready for Kanye bashing bitches!!!!!! Also, I think she means the video that Kanye and Kim put out to make Taylor look stupid, but only made themselves look stupid. It's when she made the reputation cd. I think of course.
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Storming into Kris' house with Kendall rushing after her, Y/n rushed to find that lying piece of shit. "Where is he?" Kourtney furrowed her eyebrows, looking past her to Kendall who mouthed, "Kanye," and then pointed to the backyard. Y/n took off, but Kourt stopped her sister, asking what happened.
"Kanye and Kim played Taylor dirty." Her older sister's eyes widened, immediately knowing her sister and brother-in-law fucked up.
"You mother fucken bastard! You think I wouldn't figure out or know what you did to Taylor!? That video Kim edited, which yes, I know you did, tells lies! It makes Taylor look like a fucken liar when, I know, for a fucken fact, she would never say yes to that stupid ass video you did! Either take the video down, post the real footage, or I will sue your ass for slander! And believe me, my lawyers are already drawing up the papers! Pathetic little bitch.." Y/n grumbles as she walks away, gently grabbing her wife's hand and pulling her out of the house.
The two get back into the car, driving off towards the highway, and heading towards Taylor's Los Angeles home. It's quiet for a while, but after Y/n has time to take a deep breath, her anger disappears, and she takes Kendall's hand. "I'm sorry-"
"God, that, you were so fucken hot." Her wife says, lust evident in her voice, which causes Y/n's eyes to widen.
"I- hey! Kendall! Not now, I'm driving!"
"But, I need you...right...now." Kendall purrs out, already leaning over the center console of the car, wanting a kiss from her wife, but Y/n whines, immediately pulling over the car and patting her wife's hand.
"Kenny, no. Control your horniness. We're going to Taylor's to make sure she's okay. Quit thinking with your non-existent dick. However, if you're good, I'll reward you for being good." The pout that was on Kendall's face, immediately turns to a smile, then a smirk.
"Oooh, really? I guess I'll be good from now on." Kendall leans back in her seat, but her hand rests on Y/n's thigh, running up and down, making Y/n shiver.
"God, you're gonna kill me one day," Y/n mutters, as she takes off driving. Kendall chuckles, squeezing her wife's thigh, then pulling out her phone.
The drive to the singer's home isn't long, but it's a good drive. And once inside the massive apartment, Y/n gives Taylor a tight hug. "She drilled him for you." Kendall comments, leaning down and petting Olivia.
