[discon.] in another life, darling [kaylor]

[discon.] in another life, darling [kaylor]

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Taylor Swift
[kaylor au] "I'm Karlie, by the way. But my friends call me Kar." "Taylor. No nicknames." taylor meets someone completely enchanting. when their lives become too wrapped up in each other, secrets are forced out, and betrayal is imminent. but taylor will stop at nothing to have her. not even a silly little boy trying to ruin her fun. when the thrill dies, there's nothing but consequences left for them to deal with. how far can she push before fate pushes back? what lengths will taylor go to to keep her muse? how long can she keep the games up, when fun only lasts so long? au where both taylor and karlie never became famous.
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"If there's another life...promise me you'll find me again." "I will, I promise. I'll find you in every one." "Then I'll be waiting until we meet again..." --------- To the world, they've become strangers a long time ago - two lives moving parallel, untouched, unmentioned. Two names never said in the same breath anymore. But for eleven years, Taylor and Karlie have loved each other in the quiet, between the noise. In the breath between flashbulbs. In every version of the truth they're not allowed to speak. They hold it together with half-smiles, with practiced distance, with names that don't belong to them. Until the fault lines give way - too much pretending, too much pressure, and then, everything snaps. It isn't quiet, not really. It's cruel. Words meant to hurt, a choice made too late, silence that follows like a storm. They walk away...or try to. But forgetting doesn't come and grief settles where memory won't go, and still, something in them waits. And then news come - the kind that changes the air in a room. They don't know what they're returning to, only that they do. With time folding in on itself and nothing left between them but what never healed, they reach across the distance, not to reclaim what was lost, but to be there while it fades...

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