Code RED. {HAYLOR FAN-FIC; Unedited -- Beware!}

3 :: A "FRIENDLY" DATE?

A/N: Dedicated to AlexandraSwiftRasmus because she's the first person to EVER comment on this story and liked it.:3 I LOVE HER SO MUCH.<3

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I closed my eyes. They’re about to announce it.

“And the winner for best Country Song Artist is…” Dwayne said. My heart beat faster. I closed my eyes. This is the final moment where my hard work would be paid off. If I win, though. “Taylor Swift!” I opened my eyes in shock and my mind fell blank. I felt someone nudging my right arm.

“Taylor, Taylor go to the stage!” Selena said, hurrying.

“Taylor, you won!” Harry’s voice said happily. “Congratulations!” They both kept nudging me, and my head felt like it was about to have a headache, so I stood before they could continue nudging me more.

I brisk walked to Dwayne and he smiled at me. He gave me the trophy, and offered me the microphone. I smiled and mouthed him a “Thank you”. I inhaled, looking at the crowd. My fans were squealing like crazy. They must be so happy for me.

“Thank you.” I said through the mic. “Thank you so much for everybody who voted for me!” More squealing. “I am so honored to win this award. Thank you! Thank you to my mother, Andrea, my best friends, Selena, Demi, Abigail, Ashley, and many others. Especially you, my dear Swifties.” I smiled wider. “I would never have won this award without you guys.” I could hear my fans screaming “We love you, Taylor!” from the audience. It felt so good, so right. This was definitely the best day of my life. “Thank you, also, for One Direction.” I added. I looked to their seats. “You guys are super awesome to sing with.” Directioners squealed. Then I looked to Dwayne to tell him that I’m already finished with my speech.

“Oh, no, you aren’t!” Dwayne said. “You still have one more thing left to do before you go down there to the seats again!” I shuddered. I know, I know. I just thought they would let me off the hook this year. Argh. “And you know what that is!”

“SLIME!” Everybody shouted. And I felt sticky, green goo land on the top of my head. The goo went from my head and spread all over my hair and other stuff you might think it would spread over to. This will be really hard to wash off, especially the hair part. And my mom’s gonna throw a fit knowing my beautiful dress got splattered with green goo.

Everybody laughed, even me. I know it’s a bit icky getting slimed, but it was pretty fun, too. Nickelodeon really has its own fun traditions.

Dwayne offered me a high five, and I gave it to him. Then I walked backstage to shower up. I know there’s a shower here somewhere.

“Nice slime, Taylor.” Noel joked, smiling at me. I laughed again.

“Yep, it was pretty fun, Noel.” Then I asked, “Is there a shower here somewhere?”

“Yeah, just go straight then turn right. The bathroom’s there. The last stall is a shower room. You can go shower there.” Noel answered. “Do you want some shampoo or something?”

I laughed. “No, no. I’m sure my mom has everything packed and ready.”

I walked to the place Noel said, and saw my mom while I was at it.

“Taylor!” My mother cried out. “You’re so…”

“Green? Slimed? I know, I know.” I said. “I’ll just go shower. Do you have an extra dress or something? And a shampoo?”

“I have both. They’re all in this bag.” She gave me a plastic bag with everything needed: Comb, dress, footwear, towel and a shampoo.

“Thanks, mom.” I said. I stopped myself before I decided hugging her. She wouldn’t want to be slimy, too.