Daylight - Taylor Swift

Chapter 53

Very soft filler, thanks for reading <3

May 18th, 2018

In Pasadena, Jo was carrying Taylor's bag with sunglasses on her face. The blonde was walking with her phone in her hands, hardly looking up, lost for the world.

It was incredibly annoying to Jo, who had to find her way around the hotel by herself because Taylor wasn't much help. They were heading to the stadium for Taylor's show, and while she appreciated that Taylor took time to interact with her fans again, she wished she would wait until she got into the car.

"Babe, two minutes. You're going to fall down an elevator shaft at this rate," the younger singer mused, looking at the time on her own phone with a sigh and slipping it back in her pocket.

"Hmm?" Taylor glanced up briefly, half heartedly paying attention before she looked up again with a smirk, "Did you just use the word shaft?"

"You're a fourth grader," Jo rolled her eyes, pressing the button to wait for the elevator to open. She sung a little elevator music while she waited, having to keep herself entertained if Taylor was going to be annoying.

Much to her glee, the song in the elevator was quite similar, and she felt accomplished by that fact for whatever reason.

Outside the hotel, it wasn't a surprise that fans had found them. The screams, phone cameras clicking, arms that reached out for them, stopped by security. For having seventeen Grammy's between them, it wasn't hard to believe that they'd generate such buzz with their simple presence, but Jo liked to hold Taylor's hand when they walked now, and that became a main point of focus.

"I miss Flynn," Jo sighed as she stared out the window of the car. Charlie had been so kind as to keep the animals until they returned to Nashville again. Originally Jo's duty, Charlie agreed under the stipulation that she be paid for pet sitting.

They didn't want to leave them with Andrea, not between the current situation with her health and her often visits with Taylor on tour, so they sucked it up and paid the eighteen year old.

"Flynn is probably fine, he likes the peace and quiet of us being away," Taylor replied, eyes focused on a shop that had an intricate design on their window panes.

"He— I mean... okay," Jo laughed, thinking about the fact that Taylor just said their deaf dog liked the peace and quiet.

Meanwhile at the apartment, Charlotte Collins was busy. See, being a couple hours ahead of California meant that the evening was pretty much underway and a small get together had blown into one of disastrous proportions.

Someone who was previously on the Football team at her Nashville school all these people had just graduated from, was drinking beer on Taylor's expensive white sofa. The Grammy's had been moved, she wouldn't be surprised if they'd been stolen, honestly. There was a mysterious stain on one set of curtains that looked like a taco threw up on it, and she had absolutely no idea where one of the guitars went because she couldn't hear it over the music playing through the surround-sound speakers.

"Hey!" She yelled at one guy, "Have you seen the Grammy's?!"

"The what?!" He asked, taking a sip of his beer, "I haven't seen your grandma!"

She realized she might've made the wrong choice there, and proceeded to ask the girl who was staring intently at the pictures of Taylor.

Once the Grammy's were all relocated and locked away with some of the valuables, Charlotte Collins realized she had made a very bad mistake throwing a teenage party in two celebrities home.