|Afterglow|Taylor Swift|

|Chapter 15|High Horse|

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Sams P.O.V

I stare at the ceiling thinking about the night before. Thinking about what happened, the way Taylor acted, the way I ruined it. I can't believe I did that to her, I acted like an idiot infront of all those people.

Taylor is used to that lifestyle and I made her look stupid. Its like placing a lump of mud next to a diamond. I wouldn't be surprised if she doesn't talk to me.

I bring my hand up to my mouth, remembering what she said to me. I feel my cheeks heat up and strange feeling in my gut.

'Goodnight princess'

I flop back on my head and cover my face. How is she so confident? I don't understand how people just say things like that. Doesn't matter if anyone is a princess its her.

The words repeat in my head so I decide to go find Emma to distract me. The words echo and it feels like it gets louder and louder.

"Whats got you all flustere?" The question pulls me out of my thoughts and I look at her confused. "What?" I asked taking a seat at the island.

"Don't play dumb. So are you gonna tell me what happened or is that not where our relationship sits yet?" She asked teasing slightly but also being serious.

I look at the counter and a smile forces its way on my face. I hate smiling but I can't stop. "Well um" I say shifting.

"We went to a really fancy restaurant" I mumbled looking back at Emma to see her reaction. "Wow don't get to fancy on me." She said teasingly and continued to cook breakfast.

"Well the waitress or hostess, I'm not sure what she was. Anyway she was giving me dirty looks so Taylor, she um pulled me behind her and-" I was about to continue on but Emma interrupts.

"Oh. My. God." She said stopping what she was doing. She slammed her hands on the counter with a shit eating grin on her face. "Taylor got defensive over you!?" She asked. I swear if this was a cartoon she would have stars in her eyes.

"What! No I just..." I said trailing off. Technically I guess she did but I don't want to feel weak. "Ohmygod that is so cute" she said her voice getting higher. I don't understand what the big deal is. I feel my face heat up and I look away. "What! How, the fuck." I say trying to act like I didn't care.

She walked around the counter and grabbed my face. She had a stern look on her face. I'm not scared of Emma but that shit is intimidating.

"Don't deny it. She got protective over you. That means when people say something bad about you that hits a nerve. That mean she actually cares" Emma said mater of facticly. She isn't wrong and the idea made me smile a bit. "You totally like it" she said with a smirk before letting go.

I was about to continue when Emma went back to her thing but a knock came from the door. She looked at me with a smirk that said 'I know who it is'. I look at her confused causing her to laugh. I looked away, my face heating up.

It lasted that way for a couple days.  O tried to ignore it but Emma was very persistent.

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2 weeks later

"Speak of the devil" Emma said, we were in the kitchen talkingaboutTaylor. I didn't look at her I just kept my face hidden. Emma walks back to the counter but a second pair of steps follow her.

I look up at her expecting someone to be standing next to her. A smirk is plastered on her face. I feel a pair of arms rap around me and I jump. I look behind me and see taylor smiling down at me.