Karlie dialed Taylor's number. Angry tears stained her cheekbones as she brought the phone close to her ear. She waited. And waited. And waited. And when she was sent to voicemail for the hundredth time, through strangled sobs, Karlie croaked, "I miss you. I miss you, and no one understands, and I just want you to come back, because I miss you. Please, please, come back."

❛❛Oh no,❜❜ Taylor whispered, unable to look at the breathtaking bride and cover her embarrassment. The stranger glanced at her. ❛❛Oh no,❜❜ ❛❛What's wrong?❜❜ she asked in a whisper. Taylor gripped her purse tightly. ❛❛This is not the wedding I was supposed to attend!❜❜ Taylor replied in a worried whisper. - Taylor Swift found herself in the wrong place at the right time.

Have you ever wonder how it feels like to have all of this emotions clustered inside of you? You find yourself hurting, yet you want to chase after the one you love till' the end of the galaxies? Have you ever felt cold dread? Like sharp needles of ice piercing through your skin? Have you ever found yourself selflessly loving someone, that you're ready to give everything and anything just to have them in your arms?

Love is not a victory march. Kaylor AU.

Thiên tài bất trị gặp một kẻ vô danh ẩn chứa sự nguy hiểm New York - Thành phố mơ ước của bao con người Thế giới ăn chơi sa đọa của giới dư dả Họ chỉ biết đốt tiền vào những cuộc vui vô nghĩa Và họ được gọi một cách mỉa mai là CON NHÀ GIÀU

My own interpretation of the realistic Kaylor timeline, written to be as realistic and descriptive as possible. This is a work of fan FICTION. I do not mean any disrespect towards anyone being written about and am aware that all of these events and dynamics between characters are completely fictionalized. #27 in Fanfiction at its peak.