I Know Places (Taylor Swift Imagines) (GxG)

Meredith, Can You Please Stop Meowing?

This is a filler chapter inspired by the time Taylor used to post videos while I think up what to do for The Lucky One. Also, I'm incredibly sorry for the inactivity! Explanation in my Rosa Diaz Imagines book, I'm too lazy to write it here. Anywho, love ya, hope you enjoy. I was listening to SOTB (The More Lana One) while writing this, I don't know why I told you that.

Taylor groaned and stirred in her sleep. Well, not exactly sleep; Meredith had been meowing for the past hour and she was amazed at how you still hadn't woken up, she was half-asleep, but also very awake. She couldn't sleep and you had, frustratingly, decided cuddling a pillow was better than cuddling her, so she did the same, though the pillow wasn't as good.

Meredith kept meowing and meowing and meowing and she could not handle it.

"Meredith!" Taylor groaned groggily. She dragged out the cat's name. "Stop meowing!"

She didn't know what she was expecting, but Meredith didn't stop and it was annoying her so bad and she just wanted your cuddles.

At a last, desperate attempt to get some sleep, she yelled at her cat to stop, which she didn't.

She looked over at you. You had your back to her, your hair all over the place on your pillow and small, soft breaths escaped your lips as you slept. Taylor thought you looked simply ethereal in the two AM moonlight.

She scooted closer to you as Meredith just kept meowing. She draped an arm across your waist and buried her head in the sweater that you were wearing, which was her brown bear one.

She breathed in your scent that lingered with hers, hoping to fall asleep to it, but what she really needed were your cuddles, and you certainly weren't going to be giving those to her anytime soon.

She contemplated on whether or not to wake you for a whole ten minutes before deciding to just try and drift off to sleep by your scent. It was comforting enough.

Barely two seconds after she had buried her face in the sweater again when you woke up and stirred slightly. "Taylor? What's wrong?" you asked sleepily as you turned around to face her and finally, finally, wrapped your arms around her.

"Nothing... Meredith's being loud as fuck," Taylor mumbled and dug her head into your chest.

You giggled tiredly and kissed her hair. "Meredith! Stop it!"

The meowing almost instantly stopped.

Taylor looked up at you. "How the fuck?" she groaned. "They don't listen to me, why do they listen to you?"

You shrugged sleepily. "Dunno... they like me better."

She whined before burying her head in your chest again. "Whatever. We'll talk about your cat-whispering abilities tomorrow... for now, just hold me."

"Gladly."