Harry's POV
"Flight to New York is boarding now." The woman in the speaker said.
(AN imagine Taylor live in New York)
I'm coming Swift.
Taylor's POV
"Let's partyy!" Jack said. If you didn't know him well his my friend that i met on bar. You could say some strangers i met.
"Come on." I said and he grab my hands.
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"Babyy." He slur.
"Yes?" I said.
"I want you so bad." He said and started unzip my dress.
"No, you're drunk. Let's go home." I said and pushed his hands away.
"I'm not. I want to fucked you and get in your pants." He said and kissed my neck gently.
"Jack, your drunk ok?" I said and pushed him but now is harder.
"CAN YOU SHUTUP AND LET JUST FUCKED ME?" He shouted.
"NO!" I shouted back.
"Why not?" He smirk.
"Because you're drunk and i don't like you that way." I admit.
"Fuck!" He yelled with regret tone.
"What's wrong?" I asked worried.
"I fucking lose the bet!" He said full of depression.
Before responding i-
Wait
So he just used me? He play a bet? What a bitch.
"YOUR PLAYING A BET ABOUT ME?!? AREN'T YOU?!?" I screamed in front of his face.
"Umm no?" He answered.
"Fuck you!" I slapped him and left a huge bruises on his cheeks.
I left the bar and ran to my house since my house wasn't far away.
I quicly open my bedroom door and started throw things. That's me. I'm a monster. Before i start to throw my lamp i heard a voice.
"Taylor?" An unfamilliar voice asked. I turned around and it was...
Harry.
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