7//Disenchanted.

                                    

                                          
Taylor's POV
                          
          Karlie looks really really hot right now. She just taught me how to strut, and her long legs brought her hotness to the extreme. 
                          
          "You got it?" Karlie loosens her grip on my hand. I see that Mom and Dad were watching us from the B-stage. I nod and wave to my parents. Karlie looks and puts her hand up too. 
                          
         "You better thank Kloss! Your strut was getting bad!" My mom yells out from across the stadium. Karlie let's go of my hand and puts her hand up to her ear, waiting for my thank you.
                          
         "Thank you soooo much Karlie. You're the bestest ever." I recklessly hug onto her neck, pushing our cheeks together. I hear a subtle laugh as she puts her hand on my back. I feel her lean up to my ear and breathe lightly. Immediately, a cold chill hits me as she's almost touching my earlobe.
                          
         "Bestest isn't a word." She whispers softly into my ear. I huff out all of my held in anticipation and push her off. Karlie's laugh fills the whole stadium, and my rocky heart.
                          
         "Just because you're back in school now doesn't mean you're smarter than me." I defend myself, puffing out my chest. Karlie's eyes cocked up slightly, her hands placed at her hips.
                          
        "Obviously I'm smarter than you Taylor. I went to Harvard." Karlie throws her bright smirk at me, as I try to dodge it. I feel my eyes roll out of my eye sockets. 
                          
        "A place doesn't make you—" She covers my mouth with her palm.
                          
        "Actually it does." She whispers lightly in my ear. She pinches my cheek and walks around the stage. Ella and HAIM were below the stage, looking up at me.
                          
        "Could you guys be any more obvious." Ella looks up at me with a smirk. My eyes dilate in shock, and shake my head lightly. 
                          
        "What are you even talking about?Karlie and I are friends." My face was burning red by now, as Karlie comes walking up to the front of the stage beside me. 
                          
        "Friends with benefits." Este whispers under her breath. Karlie lets out a muffled laugh. Why does everyone say that? Do we give off a vibe of some sort? 
                          
        "Taylor's just needy guys. Calvin's not here to hold her hand." Karlie clicks her shoes on the stage, spinning around.  I groan and put my hands on my face. 
                          
        "How deep is your love Taylor?" Danielle sings. Karlie dances as they belt out some lyrics. But Alana decides to change them.
                          
        "Is it for Karlie? Or for Calvin? Are you? How hid is your gay?" The HAIM sisters all sing in unison over and over. Karlie was back there laughing and spinning herself around. 
                          
        I roll my eyes once again, and see my parents walking towards the stage. Ella and the HAIM sisters stop singing as they arrive, maybe they know they shouldn't blow my cover. 
                          
       "Mrs. and Mr. Swift! How are you!" I hear Karlie call as she jumps offstage to hug them. They have a group hug right in front of everyone. Karlie would make a good adjustment to the family.
                          
       "We're well Karlie! We haven't seen you since MetLife!" Dad pipes up, mom agreeing with him. 
                          
       "Oh, you know Taylor. Can't stay away from her too long! Or she might write a song about you!" Karlie giggles and smiles at me.