The Angel of Death [Kaylor fanfiction]

Chapter 2 - Black hood and scythe

Checking Taylor's profile again before entering her world - She's a singer, multitalented entertainer, cat lover, rich, young, beautiful, has everything in the world but most of the time she's lonely, feeling very insecure, always surrounded with security guards or screaming fans or paparazzi.

I took a deep breath as I passed the departure gate and determined to make her happy for the rest of her remaining days.

A few days after Taylor's 25th birthday, I stood in front of her New York penthouse's door. Looking at myself one last time to make sure I look presentable before knocking. Cara told me this is the typical look on young women in this part of the world - white shirt, skinny black jeans, leather jacket and long boots.

As I'm about to knock on the door I also remember Cara says I have to smile so I was practicing all different ways to smile. I have this ear-to-ear teeth-showing grin when the door suddenly opened. The person who opened the door jumped back. I know the face, it's Taylor Alison Swift.

"Who are you and how did you get past security?" She was stunned and asked quickly, guarding the entrance with her body.

"Can we talk?" I nervously asked.

I saw her slowly lifting the cell phone in her hand, about to punch some numbers.

"Please Taylor, I just need to talk to you." Emerald meets blue eyes.

Looking at Karlie up and down Taylor thought God, this girl is just a crazy fan. I guess I have time to talk to her.

I see her putting the phone down and opened the door to let me enter her place. "Come on in." She says.

Red walls, hardwood floor, antique furniture, piano, a lot of candles, cozy and warm, very different than the white I used to see. As I'm observing her place I noticed she was observing me.

Who is this tall gorgeous girl? I don't remember her on Tumblr. Taylor is going through her mind on all the fans she knows but gave up. "What is your name?" She asked the tall girl who is now standing next to the window as a ray of sunlight is hitting on her, making her shine.

"Karlie...Karlie Kloss" I turned around and smile at Taylor who is standing a few feet away from me dressed in skinny jeans and a plaid shirt with perfect hair and makeup. Cara is right about how women dressed in here.

Taylor hesitant on what to say next as she drowns by Karlie's beauty.

"Cough..." I made a gesture for Taylor to sit on the nearby couch as I sat across from her.

I was thinking how to get the conversation going when Taylor asked, "Are you an Avon lady?"

"What lady?!" I have a confused look on my face.

"Oh never mind. What do you want to talk about?"

I thought of all possible ways to tell her but decided to just let it straight out. I looked deep into her blues eyes and said: "Taylor Alison Swift, you have exactly 360 days to live."

Taylor stared at me in silence for about 10 seconds and then broke into hysterical laughs. She shot up from the couch, "Okay, I'm calling security, this is getting too creepy for me. You are not a fan. You are just crazy." She picked up the phone on the couch and began to dial but I reached across and grabbed it away from her. With a genuine fear look on her face, Taylor is about to scream. "Please Taylor, calm down and listen to me. I'm not going to hurt you. Please sit down."

Taylor forced herself to sit down but grabbed the nearest cushion and put it against her chest. "What do you want from me?" Her voice is shaking.

"Please listen carefully, Taylor. I'm...I'm from the other side...you have exactly 360 days to live. The reason why you allowed to know is that you've done so many good deeds."

"So you...you are....you are the Angel of Death???" Her voice is at the minimum.

I nodded and stared at her blue confused eyes.

"Karlie, you need help. I should take you to see a psychiatrist, really." Taylor is breathing in and out slowly.

"Please, believe me, Taylor." I was being sincere.

"How can I? Where's your black hood? Where's the scythe?"

Oh God, Cara was right, people in here are nuts. "You want to see them?" I stood up from the couch.

"Yeah, show me!" She stood up as well and gave me the "I dare you" look.

"You are going to regret this Taylor" I looked at her and snapped my fingers, magically I changed into what she wanted to see in a flash.

"You..." That's all Taylor could let out before fainting on the couch.