Song fot the chapter: Skylar Grey - Invisible

Taylor looked at me and I thought the was spitting out the fudge because her mouth was opened that wide. She stared at me for some more seconds, before she started to laugh out loud.
“Harry? And me? Together?” I felt like she was making fun of me.

“You just told me that Harry is a bad ass and listed thons of reasons why I should not make myself any hopes. You two were together in a class last year and you sound like you know him really well”, I tried to defend myself.

“Oh, no Clary. We were never in a relationship or neither was anything else going on...EVER!”, she said tyring to calm me down.

“But you said...you know him very well.” Taylor wanted to say something, but we were interrupted by the other good looking guy, who came over to our table.

“Hey girls”, he said with a charming voice.

“Connor”, Taylor said without really noticing him.

“I am having a big party at my house tomorrow. You two should definitely come”, he said. I was looking at Taylor waiting for her reaction.

“What is a party without me?”, Taylor asked confident, finally looking at him.

“Everyone knows that it will be boring”, he said smiling. “So you will come?”, he asked both of us again.

I raised my shoulders, not sure if I wanted to.

”Sure, we will come”, Taylor snapped. The guy smiled bright.

“So, I see you tomorrow evening. I am looking really forward to it.”

He turned and got back to the tree were the girls and Harry were still standing.

“We go?”, I asked Taylor panicky.

“It will be fun. His parties are always the best ones in Holmes Chapel”, she said shrugging.

Then she took another look over to the tree and her confidence got lost. She looked unhappy and the shine that normally around her disappeared. I followed her her eyes. And she was looking at …

“Oh”, I said surprised. Taylor looked back at me and her eyes were really sad.

“You were not together with Harry...”, I said slowly, “it was Connor, right?” Taylor sighed.

“It is”, she corrected me.

“So you two are...?” She interrupted me.

“No, we never were.” I realized what she was saying and remembered what she said about Harry earlier.

“So you are one of the girls...”, I waited not sure if she would be hurt, if I said it out loud, “that make out with him and has some random, meaningless sex on the weekend?” Taylor slumped.

“I really do not want to. But Clary, I can not stop. It is like an addiction. But you are so proud and you know what you want, I used to bee like you now. But he took all of this diggnity and makes me feel weak every time we hook up. You deserve better trust me.”

Her hate was not just against Harry. It neither was against Connor. The most hate she felt for herself.

“You could just stop right now”, I said. She shook her head.

“I tried, but Clary I really can`t.”

“But do you think going to that party will make things better?”, I asked doubting.

“Well, it will not, but it will not make it worse either. And I have you to protect me”, she said smiling.

I felt like I had no other choice than to say yes. At least I could understand now why she hated both of them so much.

Taylor was addicted to something she could never really have. That sucks!
(FRIDAY EVENING)
“You are not intending to really go like that?”, Taylor said blaming me. I looked down on my pair of jeans and the tight T-Shirt.

“What is wrong with that?”, I asked.

“We are going to a party, not a family birthday”, she said while already looking through my wardrobe looking for something more appreciate in her eyes. I sighed.

Taylor came over to pick me up for the party at Connor`s house tonight. My parents travelled to Manchester for a workshop, so I did not asked for their permission because I was too afraid they would say no since my sister would be home alone.

Their worries about her were right. She already sneaked out to hang with her friends.

I found a short note from her at the fridge. “Do not tell mum! I won`t either!”, was all it said.

Taylor pulled out a tight, short black dress, that I wore for a christmas concert.

“Never in a million years!”, I said looking at the dress and the high heels she hold in her other hand.

“Trust me, Clary. You will look amazing!” I had no choice, she forced me to get changed. I wiggled into my room.

“Oh my god, you look hot”, she said. I stared into the mirror looking at myself. The heels al least made me taller, but I still felt overdressed.

“Isn`t it just a little party?”, I asked unsure.

Taylor looked beautiful in a short black skirt, glittery heels and a short tank top. “No, believe me you would catch more attention coming in jeans than like that”, she answered.

I took another look in the mirror. I straightened my hair for over 30 minutes to fix the blonde and curly mess on my head.

My makeup was like always, even though Taylor tried to tell me to wear more. I always feel horrible with more than I am normally wearing.

“Believe me now you are looking suitable”, Taylor smiled and I decided too trust her, before I walked out on clicking heels to her car.

Notes

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