(A/N: Made some revision on the previous chap. The director is changed back to a girl as it is a 'Canon Event' that would set off the whole Kanye Vs Taylor beef. Her identity as a female is important in that one.(E/N: Part of why Kanye says the award wasn't going for Beyonce cause Taylor plays the feminism card in a few interviews exactly in case you wanted to know lol)
[Edward POV]
Taylor was lying down on the backseat of the car with her hand propping up her head as she laid on her side, watching me drive through the heavy traffic. She smirked and said, "You know, I'm starting to wonder if the Duke's 'horse' is sick? Or if it's just your riding skill that sucks?"
"No. It's only your poor attempt at a Victorian Era speech that stinks my lady. Besides, this is your stallion. Not mine."
She was pissed and she sat up immediately before pulling herself near the back of my seat. She wrapped her left arm around me before saying, "Any more words, and it'll be considered treason- Wow. Your shirt is really soft."
She suddenly rubbed her hand around my chest, and even slipped it underneath the shirt before saying, "This one here is surprisingly hard…"
"I know that you're feeling turned on after successfully finishing your scheme…But, please don't distract me while I'm driving."
"Oh? But what if I still want to do that? Will you stop me?" She slowly lowered her hands to my crotch area, and gave my family jewels a few squeezes while a sense of superiority filled her mind.
Then, I suddenly hit the brake pedal, causing a backlash in the car. She hit the back of the seat, and almost flew forward to the front seat if I didn't stop her momentum with my hand.
"Told you." I muttered. I didn't do that on purpose. She truly had distracted me from looking on the road, that was why I didn't see the asshole red porsche running the red light that almost caused me to run into him due to his reckless driving.
"You did that on purpose!" She said angrily before she made her way to the front passenger seat. Her long and fluffy dress hit me in the eyes a few times, and even covered up my sight as she did her dangerous stunt.
"Hey STOP That!" I warned her.
She slipped and fell on the seat, with one of her feet almost kicking the gear shift, and another one was resting on my shoulder. Her skirt was a mess from the seat change, and it was pulled back, revealing her medieval-style panties.
I then realized that she wasn't wearing shoes, as the director had taken them off to check on her feet before.
"Get your stinky feet out of my face." I said while slapping her feet away. She gasped as she took offense before pushing her toe on my cheek, "You take that back! I don't have stinky feet!"
"I will take that back once you wash them!"
The argument caused a fight, and it shook the entire car as we drove through the street, making some passersby look at the tinted window of the car with a weird look on their faces.
After 5 minutes, both of us were laughing together at the silliness and the childish scheme that Taylor had done.
"Hey. I don't have my phone with me." Taylor suddenly said. "I don't even have anything at all on me. All of my stuff is back on set."
"Ahh. My phone is there too." I muttered. "And also my keys, my school bag…"
She grinned and leaned to my face before speaking in a seductive manner, "So…You were really concerned about me huh? You freaked out so much you forgot to bring all of your stuff with you~"
"I was, until I realized you were faking it." I replied playfully before grabbing her right hand and kissing the back of her palm. "But yeah. My heart almost dropped when I saw you fall on the floor."
She couldn't hide her grin, and then she flopped her head on my shoulder before speaking in a dispirited voice, "You know. I am waiting for you to break me out."
"I know." I replied curtly. I was trying hard to follow the plan for our collaboration scheme to play in a perfect manner. It really did take me a lot of sleepless nights to get it just right.
After all ,while I knew Taylor had her family with her at the time and a pretty decent lawyer, the truth was that she was still just breaking into the scene and thus couldn't be too picky on the terms which made the contract pretty tricky to pick apart without basically drowning both of us in debt.
I didn't want to give her false hope before I could finally break it apart. Thank God Harley was helping me along or I doubt I would have even come up with what we had now.
She sighed and changed the subject, "Soo…When I finally get into your agency, you won't withhold my pay, or try to pay me with sex right?"
"Well If I could pay it with some orgasms, I would, but I think that behavior is frowned upon in America. I would have to give you a normal dividend payment because of that."
She chortled and even snorted like a pig subconsciously, which made her embarrassed and a bit angry at me…for making her do that.
"You're the pig!"
"I didn't even say anything!" I said with quite a bit of mirth in my tone.
"You're saying it now!!"
"HOW?!" I exclaimed in anguish.
While I was traveling with the run-away princess, I didn't realize that a picture of me carrying Taylor in a princess carry, and the details about her being hurt on the set– which led me to do that, had spread throughout all social media.
…
[General POV]
"Are you sure leaking the pictures is a good idea?" Trey asked while sipping tea from a small, porcelain white cup while sitting in front of Harvey at a cafe table near the filming set.
"I'm sure. It's what Ed would do. To be honest, Taylor's schemes, while surprisingly effective, were pretty childish. It was actually full of holes, the agency could pretty much use their own doctor and force a check up on her. They wouldn't even have to give excuses other than their "concern" over her injury and given her current tour dates she would have no leg to stand on if she wanted to refuse."
"But now that the picture is leaked… the burden of proof will be on the agency, not on her, especially with the kind of fans she and Edward have cultivated. Teenage girls are crazy over their "ship", their sacred "OTP"... (A/N: One true pairing. 2009 internet lingo.)"
"...I believe that's what they are calling it now… The pressure will be immense." Harvey replied casually as she read the Twitter trending responses from her alt account she used to post the pictures anonymously.
"I'm surprised they haven't contacted you already." Trey said in disbelief after hearing her explanation.
As Harvey expected, the tweet had gone viral, and the attention on the "Love Story" music video was tremendous. The low-iq fans were practically screeching on social media, and the thirsty women from Ed's fanclub were practically licking the screen as they saw a 10 year aged up Ed in a Prince outfit.
Harvey sipped her cup of tea before saying, "Basically before this went out there was still a small chance that the agency would choose to risk it and separate them, maybe even completely burying the duet, I wouldn't even put it beyond them to leave it out of the album release altogether."
Harvey continued, "But now they have no chance but to let them act together and, if they are smart they will try to mainstream their duet over "Taylor's version" or risk facing the unrelenting criticism from their crazy fan base. Besides, it would also help them generate even more attention for her new songs while they are at it."
Trey widened her eyes a bit before saying, "Now that's a badass lawyer."
While the two were having a nice time together, the record label agency duo was in deep shit as they couldn't even hope to prevent any of Harvey's dominos from falling.
"So. We've officially lost all possible leverage for the upcoming negotiations. Now the fans will be furious if we somehow manage to continue the shoot without Ed in the video, and that's without even getting into the cost of setting everything up again, there is no way we can get the necessary budget for that." Paul said self-deprecatingly. "I just hope I am not fired over this."
"They've already won." Berry said while biting her lips in frustration. "Damn it! AND NOW THE DIRECTOR WANTS TO MEET EDWARD! What should I do, Paul?" She asked with teary eyes.
"How the hell should I know?"
"I'll suck your dick if you can help me think-"
Paul was taken aback for a second, and then he seriously thought about the matter.
…
[Edward POV]
"Hey. You hungry?" I asked.
Taylor was startled by the sudden question. Her eyes sparkled in anticipation, then she turned depressed as she realized something. "A little bit. But we have no money." Taylor replied in a sad voice.
"Nah. Don't worry. I have some." I replied with a smirk.
"Huh? Where? And how?" She asked in confusion as she turned her head towards me. "Didn't you leave all of your stuff at the set?"
"Well unlike the female dress, my "breaches do indeed have pockets." I said playfully. "I have my wallet on me."
"Oh!!!!" Taylor exclaimed in excitement before she became dispirited again, "But you know. It'll be impossible for us to go eat at a restaurant while wearing clothes like this-"
"Who said anything about a restaurant?" I teased her before pulling the car over to a Big Belly Burgers's drive through place. I lowered the tinted window of the driver's seat while the intercom was connected.
"Welcome to Big Belly Burger's where we filled you up with both food and laughter. My name is Jessi. Can I take your order?" The one on the intercom said without any emotion in her greeting.
Taylor widened her eyes, as she giggled hard as it was her first ever entering a drive through with a boy. She hugged my arm as she leaned into my chest, trying to read the menu written near the intercom.
"Hi Jessi. Can I get a double cheeseburger, a cappuccino milkshake, a corndog, and some fries?"
"Will that be all?" Jessi asked.
I turned to Taylor and whispered, "Now you."
"Ummm…Can I get a…salad-"
I laughed at her before she could finish, "Hey. It's rare for you to have the chance to get some fast food. Are you sure you wanna go with a salad?"
"Rare? More like NEVER! But I see your point…Ummm…Can I get a Corndog, onion fries, and a strawberry milkshake? Oh… and can I take some tortillas too? And the burrito? They look good." Taylor asked me with her killer puppy dog eyes.
I already knew that I was the one who was going to have to finish all the food, so I just nodded helplessly at her. She brightened up and added one last thing to the order, "And I want a large slice of cheesecake-"
"The cheesecake is only available for over-the-counter order. It doesn't have a take out. I'm sorry." Jessi replied.
Before Taylor could remove the order, I interjected, "Can we order here and pick it up on the counter? Just put it on a disposable dish. Can you do me this favor Jessi?"
"Hmmm..I'm not supposed to do that… But I guess if you want to come inside… There will be no problem. Yeah. I can do that."
"That will be all."
"The total is 29.90 $. Pull over to the front." Jessi said before the order disconnected.
"ARE YOU CRAZY?!" Taylor scolded me angrily as I finished up the order. "How are we going to go there? I don't need the cake. Just cancel it-"
"Shhh Shhh Shhh Shhh…" I shushed her by putting my finger on her lips. She looked up to me with some anger on her face, which in turn made her look so sexy.
"I will go pick it up. You don't have to get out."
Her cheeks turned red with embarrassment as she tried to convince me to change my mind, "You really don't have to do that- I'm fine without the cake!"
I smiled at her and said, "It's okay. You know what they say, It's all part of the Noblesse Oblige. If my princess wants cheesecake, she will get her cheesecake."
Taylor chortled out loud while lightly punching my shoulder, "What the hell is that? Okay you know what? If you want to do it so much, then do it!"
"I will do it."
"Then do it!"
"....I will?"
Both of us laughed together at the pointless fight. After parking the car nearby, I jogged inside the restaurant to pick up the cheesecake. I got a lot of stares from the customers and the workers inside the restaurant, but luckily for me, Jessi had already finished prepping the cake and was waiting for me at the cashier.
It took me less than 3 minutes in and out of the restaurant before I jogged back to the SUV. I was sure that I got some pictures taken by some of the people there, but I just decided to ignore it and deal with any possible consequences if and when they came.
This however was mainly because I didn't know that my picture with Taylor had already been circulating on the internet, so I assumed people wouldn't pay much attention to a boy wearing a Victorian era Prince's outfit out to buy fast food. After all, this is america. We have a lot of weird people over here.
…
"This is good? Want a taste?" Taylor said before shoving her burrito in front of my face. I reluctantly took a tiny bite after finishing my own food and two-third of her order, so I was feeling pretty full at the moment.
The car was parked at a cliff nearby where we could see the city.
While munching the food, I asked, "Shouldn't we hurry to your doctor?"
"We don't have phones. And we don't know the roads in the city. So of course we just got lost. That is what we are going to tell them." Taylor said with a smirk before putting her barely eaten burrito in my hands as she expected me to finish it. She opened the lid for her milkshake before using her finger to scoop up the cream and lick it.
'Lucky for me I won't get fat no matter how much I eat.' I thought to myself.
"UMM!! Sugar!!! OH How I missed you!" Taylor exclaimed longingly before she took a sip of her strawberry milkshake. As she brought the cup down, I laughed at the cream mustache on her lips, which made her confused.
"What?" She asked without realizing it.
"Haha! You're…just…so cute tho…You have a little something on your lips. Hold on."
Taylor glanced at the back view mirror and saw her 'mustache'. She became embarrassed immediately and said, "Give me a tissue- *Chup*"
Before she could finish her words, I had already leaned into her face and kissed her while licking the cream off her upper lips at the same time. She widened her eyes for a bit before closing them and enjoyed the sensation before I pulled myself back to my seat.
"Wait- I haven't had enough!" She said before putting some cream on her lips with her finger on purpose this time. I laughed and gave her a tissue this time, which made her annoyed. She placed her milkshake on the cup holder and leaned towards me.
"What?" I asked in confusion.
"Nothing. Just saying thanks. I haven't had a date like this in a while and certainly none was even close to this." She said with a smile on her face before giving me an innocent kiss on the cheeks.
"Your words are sweet, but why are your hands so naughty?" I asked with raised brows as she had slipped her right hand underneath my pants. But then, she brought it back out and said, "Wait, I forgot about this."
She then gave her palm a seductive lick to use her saliva as a lubricant before slipping her hand back into my trouser pants and whipping my little cobra out.
I tried to touch her, but she was flabbergasted and pulled her body back quickly and slapped my hand with her left hand– which made me confused as she was still jerking me off with her other hand.
"I can't dirty this dress. It's custom made. Jessica would kill me!"
"Oh. Should I help you take it off-"
"NO! She tied up the corset herself. And she made me vow to go back to her to remove it. Eating something while wearing it was already making me anxious enough."
The production crew took 2 weeks just to create her gown for the show, while mine was basically a modified classic suit that could finish production in just a few hours.
"Wait. Then you know it's incredibly dangerous if you continue-" I tried to stop her, but that made her even more turned on and kissed my neck before nibbling my ears. "Don't worry. I will make sure none of it drips into my clothes."
…
After about an hour, we finally arrived at the doctor's place. The slightly obese male doctor with a bald head and a pink shirt waved at us from afar with a smile on his face as we got out of the car.
Dr Martin hugged Taylor– the kid he had been treating for a long while now and said, "I missed you Tay-tay. You have grown up so much!"
"I missed you too, Dr Martin."
"Oh Tay, you have a little something on your lip. Something white and creamy from the looks of it." The doctor said obliviously.
Taylor was startled and she traced the liquid with her finger before saying, "Oh. This is just a milkshake cream. See?" She then licked the 'cream' seductively as she shot me a glance, making my entire body shudder at her boldness.
"Jessica is upstairs. Waiting for you. And Taylor, your father heard about your… 'injury'..." Dr Martin said with a sad smile on her face.
Taylor was instantly flabbergasted and she said hurriedly, "What did he say?"
"He's sending you a plane to fly you back home. I told him that I would see to it though." Dr Martin replied. Taylor glanced at me with shaky eyes before saying, "Wait. I promised Ed to be at the concert-"
"If you don't fly to Texas tonight, you have to go back to your agency. I'm just afraid that they will call another doctor there. You know how they can't refuse your father. So going there is the safest bet for you if you want to get some rest." Dr Martin said while patting Taylor's shoulder.
He had already guessed she was faking her injuries in order to take some time off work– which she had done so many times before. I was saddened by the sudden news, but I kept smiling as I turned to her and said, "Don't worry. Maybe you can convince your dad to let you come to the show-"
"IMPOSSIBLE! Dad only likes country music!" Taylor retorted subconsciously. Then, she realized what she had said and turned to look at my face, "No. Ed. I didn't mean-"
"I know. I'm not offended. But, if you really…. REALLY want to come…then just tell your dad, I will sing a country song at the venue if he decides to come."
I thought she would be the one most excited by that, but the doctor grabbed me by the shoulder and said with glittering eyes, "REALLY!? Your father in law will be glad to hear that-"
Before he could finish, Taylor elbowed him on the ribs…hard…
She smiled eerily at me and said, "You didn't see anything."
"Understood ma'am!"
…
After picking up my things from the set and separating with Taylor, Harvey drove me back to my house on her black audi R-8– which she refused to let me drive no matter how much I pestered her.
" When you get your license, I'll think about it. For now, there is nothing you could ever say or do to change my mind."
"Hmmm… Then, what if I tattle to Donna?"
"..."
She practically kicked me out of the car after we arrived at my place. When I opened the door to my still-heavily-under-construction house, I was suddenly hugged by a hot latina and was forced by numerous kisses on the cheeks like I was a kid again while she said, "Ay! Mi principito! I missed you so much!"
"Aunt Camila! I missed you too!'
"Ayy! Come see your new room! I don't want you to stay in this whore-house much longer!" Aunt Camila said before almost dragging me away. I stopped her and nodded while saying, "I know it's a whore's house, that's why I'm ripping everything apart-"
"NOT YOUR MOM! That WHORE!" She said as she pointed at my exasperated dad who just came out of the kitchen.
He sighed and said, "I told you! I didn't do anything with Sal!"
"LIAR!" Aunt Camila accused him.
"Whoa-whoa-whoa. I'm out of the loop now. What's the story here exactly?" I asked as I stood between the two of them. "Dad, did Sal come here? Did you bang her?"
"ED!" x2
"What? Dad is single right?" I asked playfully, making both of them flabbergasted.
"Ed. She was drunk as hell when she stopped by." Dad tried to explain, but I already knew that he didn't do anything with that one sentence.
He was the type to never take advantage of drunk girls after all. Almost all positive reviews about the ship rental business and professionalism were about him, so that says something about his integrity.
"Hmmm…Then I need to tell her to be sober when she comes next time. Otherwise dad will never get that piece." I muttered to myself aloud, which in turn shocked the two people hearing it.
"EDDDD! SEE TED! THIS IS ALL YOUR INFLUENCE!" My aunt accused my dad once again, which made me chuckle at their silly fight.