Call it what you want - Taylor Swift

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Karlie's wedding day was a blur, cakes and her sisters and her dad crying and josh's eyes looking into hers. But nothing could prepare her for what happened when she finally said I do. Time travel, wasn't possible. Wasn't real. And yet why was she standing in her old Tribeca Flat, wearing the t shirt she threw out two years ago.

Blondie was smirking, to top it off. She knew what she was doing. Karlie ran her hand through her hair. Get it together karlie she said to herself silently. She was married. She was taken. She smelt a familiar sandalwood and jasmine and then Taylor was flush against her body. She held two shot glasses, filled to the brim.

'Ready for it?' she whispered in her ear, arms coming round to entwine on Karlie's stomach. .

Oh my god. She thought. Maybe she should have faked an illness earlier. This was going to be unbearable. She felt the barest graze of lips against her neck as Taylor pulled away and the rest of their entourage started making for the cars. She took the shot quickly.

God help her.

[Obviously purely fiction]