She conversed with everyone, had a hundred pictures clicked; in the booths, around the tables, with silly signs in the air. Gave a statement to a reporter, danced with Karlie, thanked people for coming, complimented their outfits, screamed when she saw Claire Danes', drank some more.
She did everything to stop from what she really wanted to do. She wasn't going to walk up to him in a billion years. First, she wouldn't know what to say to his face, she couldn't. Second, she hated him. That conclusion came up to her when he was checking her out with a mischievous smile. That bitch. Or maybe she imagined it. Whatever the reason, his gorgeous bloody face made her furious. That's enough reason for her to ignore his existence.
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FanfictionAll she wants is to have somewhat of a peaceful life but that's wishful thinking when you're a ten-time Grammy award winner. Taylor Swift's already drama-filled life gets more complicated as she searches for a way to get rid of her boyfriend of one...
