gxg Taylor swift imagines Chapter 1

She doesn't believe you're sick

you were having the worst nap, you were sweaty, kind of pale, and you had a cold. But you had to go to a party with taylor.You couldnt even get yourself out of bed, but the thing was it was taylors close friends and she had to go an she didnt want to go alone and it was really important to her.

"Y/N!! ARE YOU READY?" she shouted from downstairs. you were no where near ready. she came into the room and started questioning you. "y/n why arent you ready yet? you know we're supposed to be there by 6 right? what are you doing still in the bed?"

"tay i dont feel well i dont think i can go" you said with a tired voice. she just started snapping at you "why do you always do this?"

"do what?"

"pretend! clearly you're just too lazy you can even get of the damn bed, using your excuses to get out of these things when i ask you to go with me" she snapped
you knew you didnt have to go, but just out of the sake of pettiness, and to prove yourself right, so you were gonna go no matter how sick you felt.

"fine. ill go get ready" you mumbled

"good" she said as she walked away slamming the door.

you put on a blood red dressed that hugged your curves just right and curled your hair and put on your makeup.

"finally, you took so long. lets go" she rolled her eyes

you wordlessly entered the car and fell asleep, still feeling really queazy and nauseous

you suddenly heard her say "we're here get up". you nodded and got out of the car, there you saw your best friend hailee steinfeld

"Y/NNNN!!!" she was so hyped when she saw you at the party, but when she looked closer she realized how pale you looked, she was worried so she asked "you okay? you dont look too well y/n"

"yeah im fine" you said as your head began to spin " i just need to..take a seat and get some water" you walked away leaving hailee worried.
you got a cup of water and took a seat. with your head on one hand and the red plastic cup on the other.

you felt really really sick, even regretting coming a little bit. Taylor walked up to you "babe? you okay there?" as she put her hand on your shoulder.

you shrugged it off and mumbled, "yeah.fine."

"I know you're not, we're going back" she took your hand and dragged you through the crowds as you got into the car she had a one hand feel on the steering wheel and the other on your thigh.

"Im sorry, i thought you were lying to me to get out of dinner" she said

"Its okay" you said tiredly as  you were fighting back sleep and nausea and you couldn't anymore.
You were gonna get sick.

"tay." "tay." "Please stop the car in gonna get sick" without even thinking for a second she quickly stopped the car and rushed to open the car door for you.

"come on baby, let it out, you're gonna be okay, im sorry" she said as she pulled your hair back while you got sick.

When you were done you sat on the side walk and she rubbed circles on your back.

"are you done baby?"

"yeah, lets get back into the car"

She stood up and took your hand to get you off the ground and into the car.

When you went home she took care of you really well, safe to say she wont make accusations like this any time soon.