Songs Blank Space Novels & Stories

❤ THEME SONG RELATED TO THIS CHAPTER ❤️ ❤️BLANK SPACE SONG BY TAYLOR SWIFT ❤️ ❤Nice to meet you, where you been? I could show you incredible things Magic, madness, heaven, sin Saw you there and I thought Oh my God, look at that face You look like my next mistake Love's a game, wanna play? Ayy New money, suit and tie I can read you like a magazine Ain't it funny, rumors fly

So, I fished my earphone from my purse and plug it in my ears. Plugging the earphone jack on my phone, and tap on my music. After a few seconds, Taylor swift's song shake it off is playing. I closed my eyes, and just listened to the song. Stavros house is 25-30 minutes drive. Another song of hers played. I think it's called blank space. And, I was singing along softly, still eyes closed. Nice to meet you Where had you been? I could show you incredible things Magic, madness, heaven, sin

“So it’s gonna be forever, or it’s gonna go down in flames.” Tonia and I screamed the line at the top of our lungs, windows down, wind slapping our faces as Blank Space by Taylor Swift blasted through her car speakers. The bass thumped against the doors, my hair flying wild. We didn’t care who stared, we were women on a mission, unbothered and free.

" Everyone was thrown out. The room instantly fell silent. After a long time, Dad walked over and gently ruffled my hair. "My silly boy, I'm sorry for what you went through!" I should have cried, but I only felt hollow. I couldn't cry no matter how hard I tried. Dad looked at my solemn expression and sighed. "If you don't like that girl from the Spencer family, I'll cancel the engagement." Did he mean Katie? I recalled how she had been in the hospital. At least she offered me a different breakfast every morning.

He nearly worked himself to death for more than a month just to scrape together the money. Now, with time running out, he lunged at Byron, trying to grab the tickets. Byron dodged and held the lighter within a hair's breadth of the tickets. The edges of the tickets started to blacken. Everyone gasped, eyes wide in shock. No one dared to even breathe too loudly. Just then, a soft, girlish voice floated over. "Byron…" Lisa strolled in like she had all the time in the world, her pale face glowing with a lazy smile. She even pulled out a lipstick and touched up her lips as she walked.

Merilla’s voice called out in our link as she followed behind me. “ I need time to process things. Please Merilla, just give me some time alone.” Merilla excepted my wishes and stopped following me. Finally, I found an empty room, a small space with large windows that let in the cool breeze. I pushed the windows open, breathing in the fresh air, trying to calm the storm inside me. Leaning against the wall, I slid down to the floor, pulling my knees to my chest.

“It’s just one drink, c’mon. Please?” I take a sip of the bubbly alcoholic beverage to appease Martha. We finish our first glass and Martha gets herself another after we departed around ten forty-five am. I capped myself at one drink then found myself falling asleep looking out at the scenery passing under the window listening to some calming music playing through my air pods.

In front of the window is a fluffy pink seat. She pulls out her bag and dumps it on it, going down herself to sit down on the fluffy couch. "This is where I always come when I want a quiet time" "This some kind of library or something?" I asked, pulling my back and sitting next to her. "Or something," she chuckles, turning to face me "it's not a library. It's just a spot we students discovered. We come here when we want some quiet time. I personally love coming here all the time"

She hated this already. Soon the building was packed, and she was dismissed from standing in the greeting line to go and mingle with the people. She looked at the clock on her phone, and it was nearing seven. She knew that would be her cue to leave. She smiled, knowing this torture was almost over. At five minutes to seven, there was a noise from the back of the building. No one thought too much about it. It wasn’t like an explosion or anything. When the music started to play, it was the theme song for one of her favorite movies that was older than her but she had watched it with Mav for the first time a few years before. She loved the song and the scene it was from. She thought how fitting

I laughed a bit. She plastered a smile, warming my heart. She was humming "Empty Space" by James Arthur. It was her favorite because she told me it reminded her of us. "I'm alone in my head Looking for love in a stranger's bed But I don't think I'll find it 'Cause only you could fill this empty space," she sang, making me want to hear more. She was the best singer I ever had. But someone interrupted her singing. It was her secretary. "Ma'am, someone is making a scene on the first floor!" she said, looking nervous.