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Taylor Swift: Blood Runs Deeper than Periods
WARNING: This fic contains some things people might find controversial and mild sexual references, the rating is PG13 DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 13 AS IT IS ILLEGAL.
*JOE ALWYN'S POV*
"Could you drive any slower? I have to pee you know," Taylor exclaims, banging her hand on the dashboard of my car. We were in a traffic jam, and the lights were red. "Yes ma'am." I say, saluting her, trying to make a joke out of the situation. I don't need her to be any more pissed than she is, so I don't comment on the fact that it's not my fault the light is red. She just glares. Finally the light changes and I rev the engine a little, pushing my car to just under the speed limit. A few minutes later, we arrive back at Taylor's Nashville apartment. I've only been here a handful of times; she says this place reminds her too much of her ex, Joe Jonas.
*TAYLOR'S POV*
I lied to Joe, I didn't really need to pee. I rush into the small toilet, swearing when I remember that there's no lock. It was never a problem before, since most of the time it was just me and my ex Joe Jonas. Yeah, I have a thing for guys named Joe. But if Joe Alwyn sees this, he'll freak, and I just can't deal with that right now. I lean against the door so it won't open and I take off my jacket. I turn, to look at my back in the mirror. "Shit," I mutter impulsively. "TayTay, honey, are you okay?" I hear Joe's voice. "Call me honey, one more time and I'll hit you with a baseball bat," I answer smoothly. I take a deep breath and slowly start to peel off my shirt. I let out a short gasp of pain as it goes over the middle of my back. It's bleeding. It must have been during tour rehearsals today, when Todrick accidentally whacked me in the back, unintentionally scratching me. It was already a sore spot, after what the second glue gun incident in the bedroom did to me (I kept that one from my fans...) now it was bleeding. And it had stained my shirt. "Dammit," I mutter again. "I never knew women took that long to pee," says Joe's voice from the other side of the door. I pull my pants to my ankles and sit down, feeling the blood rush from me. I look at the bloody pad and sigh. I've heard tampons are easier... but my ex Jake Gyllenhaal didn't want me to use them... he wanted me all to himself and I guess the habit stuck. Sigh. I miss him. Anyways, back to Mother Nature. After I'm done wiping the blood from myself, I turn to put the used pad in the trash. Crap. No trash can in the bathroom. How the fuck am I gonna get rid of this? There's no way I can let Joe see. I drop it into the toilet and pull the flusher, hoping for the best. Suddenly Joe bursts into the bathroom. "Babe, you're done? That took forever" "GET THE FUCK OUT!" I scream back at him. "Woah, woah. Taylor what's wro - oh my god"
*JOE ALWYN'S POV*
It was at that moment I saw it. My eyes fly from Taylor's flushed face and fierce eyes to the scarlet streak on the inside of the toilet bowl. "What the fuck? Why invite me over if you're on your period? Do you know how inappropriate that is...?" I don't want to lose what I have with Taylor but I have no choice... how could she do this to me?
*TAYLOR'S POV*
I'm furious. Joe Alwyn is a fucking child. I knew as soon as my dad and Joe's dad (my uncle Charles) set me up with him that this would be trouble. "So you can't handle a little period blood you fucking pussy? You're nothing. You're a child. Joe Jonas and Jake would NEVER treat me like this. I leaked on both of them several times when I forgot to change my pad because I was busy Taylurking my fans. Did they yell? Did they get freaked out? No! They ran me a hot bath and made me oatmeal raisin cookies. Ugh... you know what Joe... just go. Leave. This thing between us... whatever it is, maybe it isn't working. Maybe we aren't supposed to be together. Maybe we are only meant to be just cousins."
*JOE ALWYN'S POV*
My heart shatters as I hear Taylor's voice tell me to go. "You know what, bitch? Maybe I should fucking go. You're clearly not over your exes. Call Joe Jonas and Jake to deal with your period you fucking psycho". I know my words will leave a harsh scar on her heart, but I'm willing to deal with the backlash from her fans and the songs that'll result from the passionate love affair we've had. I sigh as i climb into my car, I hope she'll still get me that movie role...
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Everyone is taking their turn talking about why @taylorswift inspires them. This is super nerve wracking for me, but I really feel the need to share. If it doesn’t reach her, it will reach someone. I met Jake when I was 4. We became next door neighbors, I became best friends with his sister. We still are. I had a crush on him always. He was kind, selfless, caring, loving, funny, and always patient. I loved him. The love was unrequited, but he loved me in every other way he could. Like a friend, like a neighbor, or a sister. But I loved him so much more. Taylor’s self titled album came out, “Mary’s Song (Oh My My My)” took the title for my “Jake song”. Then Jake got his first girlfriend, I was jealous, I wanted my chance to tell him and show him how much I loved him. “Teardrops On My Guitar”.
I couldn’t believe how cool it was that someone was writing how they felt so blatantly about a boy in a song. I thought how brave that must be, and freeing. I wanted to learn. I wanted to play guitar. I wanted to write music. I wanted to tell Jake how much I loved him. Taylor’s second album, “Fearless” was released. I was sold. Jake had a different girlfriend and they were serious. I was jealous. When he would walk her to her car at night, I would open my windows and play, “You Belong With Me” as loud as my CD player could go. He had to have known it was on purpose, but he never said anything. He was too nice. He knew I valued him so very much. And then, “Fearless” Taylor’s definition. I was obsessed, I wrote it word for word in notebooks. I made it my username for things. I loved it. Then I found out Taylor wrote it about her ideal perfect first date. Lightbulb. My guitar playing had progressed, and I was so ready to write everything how I felt. So I wrote a song called, “Perfect Night” about my dream hypothetical first date with Jake. My first full song. I was so proud. I played it for everyone. I was seventeen. Jake was nineteen. I wrote it in the summer, and then he went back to college. I told myself I’ll get the guts to tell him someday. “When he comes home for Thanksgiving. I’ll do it. That’s when I’ll do it.” So I practiced. Over and over. I perfected the song. But.
Jake never got to hear it. You see, Jake developed an addiction to what he thought was harmless. Synthetic marijuana. K2, spice. He turned into a different person, and the entire time he battled this I didn’t know. By the time I found out. November 6, 2011. It was too late. Jake took his own life. The person I loved, the one that made me feel Fearless…didn’t feel it himself. If you love someone, as Taylor says, you should speak now. I now have this guitar strap. And a “Fearless” tattoo on my foot. And I think of Jake every time I play. I hope maybe some day I’ll get to show Taylor my song I wrote for Jake, but in the mean time I want her to know how much she inspired me to be fearless. I love you, Jacob Luke. @taylornation
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