Stay A Secret (Kaylor) *DISCONTINUED*

Prologue

Karlie
(March 02, 3:46pm)
Karlie Kloss, one of America's best models. She was perfect in every way possible and never had any flaws except for one, she could never keep a guy. She would date a guy for two months or so but he would never stay for some reason, a reason that only they knew. Karlie had no idea why they left, maybe she wasn't doing enough for them or maybe she just wasn't as flawless as she thought. Her longest relationship lasted almost four months and that was only because the guy wanted to prove he could get the girl. Karlie was use to it by now, anyone who broke her heart hurt her but not as much as it use to.

Karlie sat in her room on her bed. She was on Twitter reading all the comments and tweets people would leave about her. She was also used to those but these were worst than before.

@KarlieKloss can't keep a guy to save her life.

That wasn't so bad but the other ones following that one were.

I agree. It's like she puts herself first and not anyone else.

Maybe she has something she can't tell us about.

Like, maybe a girlfriend. I'm sure she wouldn't have the confidence to tell us that.

The solution to that is for her just to disappear out of our lives.

The only way to do that is if @karliekloss will build up enough courage to die.

Exactly, the world would be a much better place if you just die @karliekloss, then no other guy would have to pretend to love you or even just like you.

Does @karliekloss even have the courage to put a knife up to her throat? Hopefully, it would do us good.

She couldn't stand it anymore. Why was everybody so mean and judgemental? Were they right? Karlie questioned the comments, wondering if she should follow there commands or not. She knew deep down that there was a reason for her to stay but the thoughts of not staying were clouding her mind. She couldn't think right. It was suicide or judgement. Her fans seemed to have turned on her and no one else would ever love her. She stood up and threw her phone back on her bed. She walked out of her bedroom to the kitchen. She got a knife and walked back up to her room. She walked in and looked back at her phone to see another tweet come up. Surprisingly it wasn't a suicide request.

Everyone please stop the hate. @karliekloss doesn't deserve this type of judgement, stop you're mean comments about this poor girl.

The name was Taylor Swift. It sounded fimiliar but Karlie ignored it and held the knife to her chest and neared the blade to her skin. Just as she felt the blade make a cut her phone started to ring. She wanted to keep going but when she saw it was the Taylor person, she stopped for some reason. It was all starting to come to her. It was the popstar Taylor Swift, but why would she ever care about her? Karlie walked over to her phone and picked it up, debating if she should answer it. Finally, Karlie answered it and put it on speaker phone.

Taylor
After she had commented on the mean tweets people were sending the model, she decided to call her friend Selena. She dialed her number, not noticing that she accidentally pressed the wrong number on the last digit. She held her iphone up to her ear and after ringing three times she finally picked up, but it wasn't her.

"Hello?" The woman's voice sounded a little weak.

"Hi, you're not Selena are you?" Taylor asked.

"No, are you two friends or something? Wait, you are."

"Yeah, I'm Taylor Swift as you might already know."

"I know. I'm Karlie Kloss. Why did you call?" Karlie asked.

"Oh, well I meant to call someone else. You're the model, right?" Taylor asked. Karlie took a minute to respond.

"Yeah. Sorry, I just nodded thinking you could see me. I'm so dumb."

"No, I bet you are super smart especially in fashion."

"Well, Thanks Taylor. The tweet you posted, that was really nice of you." Karlie said.

"I'm happy to help. Are you okay?" Taylor asked.

"Yeah. I should be fine." She heard a hint of pain in her voice following a sigh.

"Are you sure, Karlie? I'm not like the rest."

"I think I'm fine. Ouch." Taylor just wanted to help so she tried again.

"Karlie? Karlie, I can help you." She said.

"I don't think you can."

"I'm sure I can. Please Karlie?" She sounded slightly fimiliar for some reason.

Karlie
"I'm sure I can. Please Karlie?" Taylor asked. Karlie dabbed her chest with her shirt. She did need the help and she wanted to know exactly why this girl's voice sounded so fimiliar.

"Ok. Fine." Karlie gave her the address then hung up. She would get to know her in person next week. Hopefully she wouldn't turn her down like everyone else but she wasn't not expecting it to happen.