July 20, 2016
"Do you know why Taylor doesn't answer the phone? I tried to reach out but I'm always sent to voicemail."
Cara threw a grape in the air and caught it between her teeth. Her lips turned upwards in a victorious smile. When Karlie gave her an unimpressed look, the British model rolled her eyes and simply shrugged. "I don't know. It's been ages since we last hung out," when she succeeded in catching another grape, she thrusted her fist upwards as if she had won the lottery. "Why are you so worried anyway? She has that Loki guy that will take care of her," Cara smirked.
The taller model sighed and slouched her shoulders. "I just—I just think it's strange. That's all."
"You haven't talked to her for what—four days? Damn, girl. You're more whipped than I thought."
"Shut up," Karlie pushed her away and her friend dramatically fell from the couch. "I said that it's just a crush. It's nothing."
Cara chewed her grapes and looked at her. "Sure," she said, not really believing the other model.
"She has a boyfriend."
"Who cares about that? You know what I think about her and Tom."
"Yes, I know," Karlie replied, chuckling. "But she still has a boyfriend. And so do I. It's—I'm just amazed by how she handles everything, that's all. It's not like I'm attracted to her or something. You know that I love Josh."
"So why are you repeating that as if to convince yourself?" Cara asked with a sweet grin.
"I'm not trying to convince myself. That's the truth."
The British model finished her grapes, then stood up to go retrieve some other fruit. "If that helps you sleep at night."
Karlie opened her mouth to get back at her friend, but then immediately closed it when no witty remarks are found in the tip of her tongue. While Cara was gone, the model took this as an opportunity to ring the singer once again.
"Hello! This is Taylor. I'm sorry, but I'm not available right now. I'm probably with my cats or busy writing a song. Or both. Just leave a message, or try to call me later. Bye!"
Karlie couldn't help but get an uneasy feeling on the pit of her stomach as she hung up and set down her phone. It's been four days since Taylor has suddenly become unreachable, and funnily enough, it coincided with the Twitter scandal. She had read a few articles on the Internet, but she knew better than to believe some petty teenagers that liked to spread hate rather than peace and love. Karlie had desperately wanted to hear Taylor's side of the story. She needed to know if this had affected her as much as it had affected Karlie, who had spent the rest of the day concerned for her best friend. It surely wasn't pleasant to wake up one day and discover that the whole world was now calling you a snake and a liar. And even without the singer's side of the story, Karlie knew that Taylor was neither of those things. She was loyal, sweet, and incredibly caring. How could the world fall for those barefaced lies?
"Hey, Kar!" Cara called from the kitchen. "You want an apple?"
The model swallowed the perturbed lump that blocked her throat and then yelled back, "Sure!"
For the rest of the day, she desperately tried not to think about Taylor.

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Why She Disappeared (Kaylor)
FanfictionKarlie dialed Taylor's number. Angry tears stained her cheekbones as she brought the phone close to her ear. She waited. And waited. And waited. And when she was sent to voicemail for the hundredth time, through strangled sobs, Karlie croaked, "I...