GOOD GRACES ; taylor swift

TWO; she hates me.
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victoria⭐️
AND THEN she had the fucking NERVE and was all like

victoria⭐️
delete the song or else...

victoria⭐️
bitch or else WHAT

victoria⭐️
you're gonna admit that
you fucked me? multiple times???

victoria⭐️
and then LEFT ME for the first
dude bc u got scared...?

victoria⭐️
be so fucking for real now

alexa🍒
she has some nerve

alexa🍒
like not even i have that
type of nerve and im like
fucking nuts

alexa🍒
what are you gonna
do?

victoria⭐️
literally NOTHING, just
let it be, let them make their own
conclusions

victoria⭐️
i couldn't give less of a fuck tbh

alexa🍒
good for u

alexa🍒
anyways, I'll text u later,
I have to head back to set

alexa🍒
call me later! love ya🩵

victoria⭐️
take care love u tooo💘

THE SINGER DROPPED HER PHONE besides her and looked around, she was at the studio currently, not wanting to be at her house.

she sighed and started again thinking, for what it was like the fourteenth time, she did feel like shit after publishing the song, but she was so mad at taylor at the same time, specially when the tall blonde was singing the songs she had written about her and then she was kissing her new boyfriend in her tour like that meant nothing to her.

— you good?

victoria snapped from her daydreaming and looked behind her, to her surprise, jack antonoff was there, yeah, they shared studios sometimes, her producer was really good friends with him and there she was, sprawled in the sofa like it was actually her house.

— jack, hey, sorry, I didn't know you were coming. — she got up and half smiled to the man.

— no need to apologize, I should have called before coming, I just thought you were back in Italy, didn't expect to see you here. — he did actually smile to her, dropping his belongings at the same sofa she was at. — congrats on the song.

— oh, shut up. — victoria rolled her eyes at him. — save the words, i really don't want to hear it.

— listen, vic, I know you think I hate you for whatever happened between you and T, — he sat at the chair in front of the mixing buttons. — but in reality I don't, we're not fifteen and it's actually none of my business, do i think it's all a bit too much? maybe, but hey, not my business.

— I know, I know. — she dropped herself again at the sofa. — she hates me even more now, doesn't she?

— oh, absolutely. — he nodded. — she never really hated you, actually, she's just mad that you didn't talk to her.

— she fucking showed up kissing a fucking Ken player on a random Saturday, what the fuck was I supposed to say? — she sighed. — I know we weren't dating, but that hurted, dude.

— well, at least you got a song out of it, and it's a banger, already a million streams, you sure do know how to make numbers. — the producer laughed. — maybe I should ask you advice for marketing.

— date a girl in secret, I guess. — she shrugged. — whatever, I'm leaving, bye jack.

he bidded his goodbyes, telling her to not worry so much, and the girl left the studio, she felt some pics being taken, and decided to place her sunglasses to hide her face a bit, and quickly rushed to her car, starting the car as fast as she could, and leaving.

— annoying fuckers. — she sighed and turned the radio on.

— and now, the biggest popstar of the moment! taylor swift with...

— SHUT UP!

and with that turned the radio off as quickly as she could, rolling her eyes at her stupidity, she was going to hear her everywhere.

— I might just kill myself I swear to god.

dramatic much? u love it I know🧚🏻‍♀️
expect even more drama bc I'm just very dramatic and this is wattpad😘