Professor Romanoff

Chapter 57

"Wow what a beautiful couple we have down here," her heavenly voice broke us out of our trance. Oh my god is Taylor talking to us!?!?

I turned towards the stage sheepishly and saw that she was making direct eye contact with us. Oh my god this can't be happening. I'm going to faint!

My face was so red and hot. I literally can not function. I'm deceased. That's it.

"You guys are so cute! How long have you been together?" She questioned. " uh about 8 months," I said, looking over at Nat for clarification, to which she smiled at. "Damn. Now this is how you treat a woman guys. Yes I am specifically talking to all the men in the room," she joked, giving stern looks to everyone in the stadium.

Me and Nat laughed, knowing her statement was soo true. I mean seriously, that's why we're lesbians.

Taylor is definitely a women who understands how shitty men can be and it's a wonder how she's still attracted to them. But hey, I won't judge...maybe.

"Alright you two," she stated, looking between the two of us "I hope you enjoy the rest of the show and let's meet up after yeah?"

My jaw dropped so far I swear a foot could fit into my mouth. Taylor laughed at my reaction while Nat was the rational one and agreed with a cute little thumbs up.

Shortly after, I assume a manager came by and handed us these special passes that gave us access to her private room. My life is complete like what more could I ask for? "I meeeean maybe a ring... eh hm Tasha" I thought.

Anyways, back to trying to focus on the concert without freaking out about hanging out with my idol. Not hard at all.

The remainder of the concert was spent, singing and dancing with my favorite girl. Yes I'm talking about Tasha not Taylor.

Nat's hands always stayed on my hips or were wrapped securely around my stomach, as she swayed along to the melody. It was the most euphoric feeling in the world.

The feeling of being curled up
In her arms
With our fingers intertwined
And the soft feel of her
Breath
On my neck can never be put
Into words.

I can, however, tell you that it
Is where I belong
And it is in her arms
That I feel at home.

                             — B.R.K

Yeah it might sound like a corny thing to say, but whatever I think it's cute. We are a cute couple, so if you think otherwise, leave baha. Also I'm a corny person. Deal with it.

Sadly, the concert came to a close, but I'm not too upset. I get to go to Taylor's back room and hopefully not make a fool of myself again.

I grabbed Nat's hand and dragged her towards this exit behind the stage. The security guard asked for ID's. So we showed the badges that were handed to us and we were let in.

I was bouncing up and down on my feet like a child, while Nat just laughed at my excitement. "You're so cute baby," she chuckled, making me blush. Her smile widened and she came close, placing a few kisses on my lips.

A quiet 'aww' could be heard, making the two of us pull apart. My face became even more flushed when I saw it was Ms. Taylor Swift herself who made the sound.

"You guys seriously make me feel very single," she joked. "S-sorry," I laughed, scratching the back of my neck. "You are forgiven," she waved it off with a smile.

"Now, what do you say to a night out with me and the band," she questioned. My mouth dropped for the 100th time that night, not believing this was my life. "Someone please wake me up if I'm dreaming," I stated, causing a chuckled from the two females. "Pretty sure you're not love," Nat said, pulling me into her side. "We'll then he'll yeah," I cheered.

Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine I'd be in a private booth at bar, partying with Taylor Swift and her whole crew. I'm seriously the luckiest gal alive.

We were all a few shots in, so I could definitely say most of us were at least tipsy. That excludes my girlfriend though. That damn Russian blood makes her fucking invincible.

"Let's go sing Tasha!" I cheered. "Oh no absolutely not," she retaliated. "Pleeease baby! It will be so fun," I pouted. "Yeah come on you guys gotta go do couply shit," Taylor said, backing me up. "Fine," she said, rolling her eyes. I squealed, dragging the two of us towards the DJ.

"What song do you want to sing baby," Nat asked when we got to the booth. "Hmm we gotta go with you belong with me." She chuckled and told the guy the song and grabbed the mics.

If I didn't have liquor in my system, I definitely wouldn't be singing a Taylor Swift song infront if TAYLOR SWIFT. I will most likely embarrass myself, but what the hell. Sober me can deal with the embarrassment later.

The memorable beat started to echo throughout the building and I smiled over at Nat. She returned the gesture and brought the mic closer to her lips to begin.

You're on the with your girlfriend, she's upset
She's going off about something that you said
Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do

We started singing, looking at each other. A cheer could be heard, which no doubt came from Taylor.

I'm in my room, it's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
And she'll never know your story like I do

But she wears short skirts
I wear t shirts
She's cheer captain, and I'm on the bleachers
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for has been here the whole time

The chorus was coming up, and my smile grew wider. I looked right at my girl singing the next few lines.

If you could see that I'm the one
Who understands you
Been here all along
So why can't you see?
You belong with me

I certainly think the two of us belong together. There is no one else in this world for me. Whether I'm in her arms or staring deep into her emerald eyes, I am home.

A/N
Oof sorry for the little hiatus from this story. I've been struggling slightly with motivation and trying to end this story in a good way.

Kind of a chaotic chapter, but I hope you all enjoyed!

Only 3 chapters left whattt!!!