Getting Back Together By Taylor Swift Novels & Stories

I nodded at her. "Thank you! Thank you so much." "You're always welcome. Besides, you're a sister to me." "I'm proud of you." I looked down at Drew sitting next to me. "I'm falling for you harder each day." He added that it caused a strange sensation in my body. "Have you two gotten back together yet?" Michelle suddenly groaned. Drew and I looked at each other and at the same time laughed at Michelle's question. "Do we still need to get back together? As I get remember, we haven't separated." Drew sighed.

Then he took her hand and led her through the lights and soft sand to a table set for two, decorated with long candelabras, and to one side, a counter containing several trays of warm food. She saw him approach a wireless speaker and start playing "Perfect" by Ed Sheeran. He took her hand, their bodies joined, and they began to dance slowly. As the song played in English from the speaker, Dorek sang the lyrics of the song in Italian into her ear:

He let her build her illusion. She spoke about their teenage years. About fate. About destiny. About how she had always known he would return. When she finally paused to breathe, he spoke. “Tina.” She smiled warmly. “Yes?” “The box I gave you when we were kids.” Her smile flickered. “Can I have it back?” Silence followed. But it lasted only a second. And he saw it. “I’m sorry,” she said quickly. “I lost it.” Dreston’s expression changed instantly. It was cold. “Lost it?”

When word got out that I was back, Nathaniel started showing up at the house almost every day. I had no choice. On the second day of the new year, I told my mother I was leaving. Once I left home, I got back on the bus heading into the city. I had barely sat down when I heard shouting from the station. Nathaniel had spotted me. He hadn't even bought a ticket and just tried to rush inside. The security guard caught him and blocked the way. "Let me through! I need to find someone!"

“But it’s better than her destroying the entire family.” Anaya thought about it and remembered that Hana had cooked up a story about seeing Maia in a boutique about the perfume. Was Hana really involved in all of this? “So.” Maia smiled knowingly. “Are you and Henry finally back together?” Anaya couldn’t help the shy smile that followed. Her cheeks grew warm as she remembered the beautiful time they had last night. “Yes.” “Congralutions. At least, we have succeeded in achieving one part of our mission.” Maia smiled widely.

I don't want to let her go again. I don't want this to be our last time but I want this to be our starting point. I kissed her forehead and said to myself that I will be selfish to get her back again. If I don't get selfish now, I will regret it later. I'm sorry Taylor, I can't let you go. I'll get your heart back and start over again with you. I'm sorry that I have to be selfish this time. I'm sorry because I can't lose you again.

As if trapped in an invisible prison, he remained rooted to the spot as he told me, "Ms. Ingram, you can hate me." The second half of his statement had been too soft, and I'd forgotten it for too long. Now it suddenly thundered in my mind like lightning. He'd said, "But you will eventually return to me." Yes, I had ultimately returned from Westbrook to Northbrook. I was back to face the person I had wanted to escape since my youth. His love was just too intense, too direct, yet too rigid. I now frowned deeply with my lips pressed together, unsure of what to say.

I had chased Laurent for four agonizing years, only succeeding in marrying him when Serena left to pursue her ballet dreams in Paris. Yet now, three years into our marriage, she came back on the night I confirmed my pregnancy. His heart flew straight back to her. It was almost funny. After all this time, even a stone should have warmed up in my hands. As I stared at the photo, a violent ache throbbed in my chest. It felt as though my heart had been ripped apart, thrown onto the ground, and callously stomped on. Taking a deep breath, I closed my eyes and finally made up my mind.

Now that he no longer mattered to me, I had no reason to stick around. The moment fell quiet. Zayden did not say anything for a while. Then he finally picked up the agreement and asked, “Are you sure about this? You do know what it means if I get this fifteen percent, right?” “I do. I am doing it to get back at Jason!” This time, I said it plainly without hiding it. It was not just the betrayal that hurt. It was the fact that he teamed up with my own sister, Tessa, to deceive me.

I turn to face the stairs and call back "I'm ready, let me see my beautiful girls." Then the song wildest dreams by taylor swift starts playing and lily comes down first waving her arms toward the top of the stairs for ella to come down the stairs twirling and dancing down with val following her moving her arms towards ella so all the attention is meant to focus on the birthday girl. Once everyone reaches the bottom I truly take a moment to look and appreciate how they look.