The final book in the trilogy of YN x Scarlett Johansson books.
The family are finally starting to heal following the apparent death of Scarlett's wife, Y/N. But is all as it seems? Does the mess get any less tangled?
November 2030, American Music Awards...(Y/N's POV)
Paparazzi Collectively: Taylor over here! Y/N! Taylor! Taylor, Y/N here! Here please guys!
We stand on the AMA red carpet posing for pictures for the paparazzi, moving down the red carpet occasionally to cater for everyone.
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Me: So are we saying we're together here or not? I don't wanna say the wrong thing. Taylor: If someone asks then yeah, sure. If not, then no, we don't need to. Me: Got you. So no screaming about the sex we just had on the way over here right? Taylor: Y/N, lip readers are gonna have a field day. Shut up. Me: I'm enjoying it, let them read away. Hilariously though, I do feel horribly underdressed with you in this get up. Taylor: You're here as your own artist, so technically you're not supposed to be taking photos with me on the red carpet anyway. Me: Oh. So you won't mind if I—
I slip my arm out from behind her and create space so I can take my own photos as she looks on in surprise.
Me: Just scooch on outta there so I can do my own thing then? Taylor: You know something, sometimes I hate you. Me: No you don't.
I smirk and look back at the flashing lights of the paparazzi.
After a few interviews and some drinks, the award ceremony starts and we're ushered backstage to change into our outfits to perform together. Taylor decided to release a new song featuring me, so here we are.
Tate McRae: Here to perform her new song All of the Girls you Loved Before featuring my long time friend Y/N Y/L/N, it's Taylor Swift!
The crowd cheers as the music starts and Taylor starts singing.
(All of the Girls you Loved Before - Taylor Swift) Taylor: "When you think of all the late nights, lame fights over the phone Wake up in the morning with someone, but feelin' alone A heart is drawn around your name in someone's handwriting, not mine. We're sneaking out into town holdin' hands, just killin' time
