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I asked him Are you never tired of getting into trouble?” he retorted. I scoffed. Am I always getting into trouble? Yep. Am I tired of it? Nope. The song changed again and ‘Me’ by Taylor swift and Brendan Urie started playing. I know that I’m a handful baby huh, I know that I never think before I jump, and you are the kind of guy the ladies want… and there’s a lot of cool chicks out there. They were all looking at me in surprise. What? Sue me for being a swiftie and loving Taylor Swift and being addicted to her songs.

His eyes searched hers desperately, as if begging her to see the truth in him. “Don't you feel any connection from all these photographs? Even a piece of it?” Kara shook her head slowly, panic and confusion tangled inside her. “I… I’ve never…” “Wait.” he cut her off gently. He rushed to a drawer, pulled it open, and brought out something wrapped in old cloth. When he unfolded it, Kara gasped. A pink cardigan. Stained with dried blood. “Does this look familiar?” he asked, his eyes pleading with hope. He was hoping this will trigger her memories and make her recall something.

There, Zendaya was being bullied by Maya and with the look of things and the way she was pointing at her cardigan, it looked like she wanted her to take it off. If Maya wants her cardigan taken off in front of the class and the girl is hesitating, it could only mean Maya knew why she was in the cardigan and obviously wanted to ridicule her. The girl looked sad and was about to pull off the cardigan, the pain was written all over her face and I could see her eyes were getting watery only that she was good at hiding her emotions. "Don't do that if you don't want to" I chipped in, Making my presence visible.

Even though a part of me felt a twinge of gratitude, I narrowed my eyes at him in response to his gesture. As Liam walks away, I feel a bit downcast at Caleb's behaviour towards me. But I push the feeling aside—I have more important things to focus on tonight. *** As practice comes to an end, I walk into my dorm room exhausted, my eyes widening at the box on my bed with a bright ribbon tied around it. A smile spread across my face as I saw Mom's familiar handwriting on the card attached to it. I quickly untie the ribbon and open the box to see a beautifully knitted cardigan in soft cream yarn. As I hug the cardigan close to my body, I pick up the card inside the box, my heart warming as I re

If you like music while you read, try “Surrender” by Natalie Taylor. It’s what I listened to while writing this song, and is perfect for Cara’s heart here! ***** ~ CARA ~ Rig taking me the second time was new and different, and utterly overwhelming. His intensity in his kiss, in his eyes, had already got my body thrilling. But there was something else—something he pulled from the darkness… as if he was giving it away. Giving it to me.

"I think that you will, especially because it may not even be true. They are asking for a paternity test, which you would know if you'd talk to him. Like you promised him that you would." "Noted. You know Taylor invited us to a karaoke bar tonight. She's rented the place out. It should be a good time. Bet there won't even be any paparazzi. Very low key." I hint, hoping that she'll take the bait. I know how much Tess loves karaoke and Taylor Swift. We bonded this week at work. She'll be playing a few of her songs during our VS runway show this weekend. I'm so stoked. "No paparazzi? So, the boys will never know?" She questions.

❤ THEME SONG RELATED TO THIS CHAPTER ❤ ❤Untouchable Song by Taylor Swift ❤ ❤Untouchable like a distant diamond sky I'm reaching out and I just can't tell you why I'm caught up in you I'm caught up in you Untouchable Burning brighter than the sun And when you're close I feel like coming undone In the middle of the night When I'm in this dream It's like a million little stars Spelling out your name You gotta come on, come on

“What if he’s not the one posting them? Think, Cathy.” I’m tired of thinking. But I say, “Yeah.” Her phone vibrates. She taps it and shakes her head. “He just posted another picture.” I don’t bother to peek at it. It’s probably another old picture. It must be Dani. But why? “Still a bit dazed but getting ready for the new release. Hashtag Tangled sheets. Hashtag new single loading.”

Taylor's caption read simply: "Perfect lunch date with my soulmate ��" "Oh." The word came out small, broken. "Yeah, oh." Scarlett reached across the table, squeezing my hand. "Come on. You're coming with me to pick out something for my gallery opening. No arguments." "I'm thinking something dramatic," she was saying as we entered the store. "Maybe that new Alexander McQueen collection—" She stopped abruptly. I followed her gaze and felt my blood freeze. Taylor stood at the jewelry counter, looking every inch the society princess in cream Chanel. Her perfectly manicured hand held a familiar black card – Kyle's American Express.