Marthahunt Stories

" Lets break into the house NOW !!" " I don't think it is a good idea" " Who cares!" "Dude , we will just steal one thing and we will get a fortune out of it " Lets just say we picked the wrong person to steal from..

Taylor's an international superstar and Karlie's a college student. That's the whole problem.

Mrs.©

Karlie Kloss and Taylor Swift can't seem to find their way back together, and being awake past midnight isn't the best of coping mechanisms. A.k.a. the fic where they fight in hotel rooms. Angst. Some smut. Three chapters. (Wrote this after watching Taylor performance of Curious with Hayley Kiyoko today because I needed some context; so I created it. It's purely fictional and I don't mean to disrespect the names involved. Also, my first language is not English, so I appreciate your feedback.)

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."