I CAN SEE YOU | a gxg Taylor swift fanfic

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TW: MENTIONS OF ANXIETY/PANIC ATTACKS, I AM NOT MAKING THESE ATTACKS A CUTE THING, BECAUSE I UNDERSTAND HOW SERIOUS THEY ARE (I get them myself so often!) ANYWAYS ENJOY THE STORY!
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Y/N POV:

Taylor scooted away from me, making my head slide off of her shoulder. She caught my head and slowly brung my neck straight as I gently open my eyes.

"We're here, hun..." Taylor tells me quiet and softly.

"What? Already..?" I say confused as it just felt like I was asleep for 3 minutes.

"Yes silly! You were asleep for a few hours!" She laughs still not talking too loud.

We hop out of the car and help take the bags into the hotel we were staying in for two nights.

"The red carpet and interviews start in a few hours.. so we should start getting ready!" Taylor explains as she unzips her suitcase, pulls out the most beautiful dress, and takes it to the bathroom with her.

"ok I'm done changing, I'll do my hair out here, you can use the bathroom to change!"

I go into the bathroom and get changed into a red silky dress, put on lipstick, and style my hair.

"All done.. just need to put on my heels!" I say stepping out of the hotel bathroom.

Taylor looks away from the mirror in the room, and up to me, her jaw drops.

"you look stunning y/n!" Taylor gasps as she stops in the middle of doing her makeup to look at me.

"Stop it! You look gorgeous as well!" I blush and put on my red high heels.

"Whatever you say.." Taylor looks at me in the mirror then rolls her eyes.

"Tay... can talk to you about something.." I tell her in a serious tone.

She finishes putting on her lipstick, comes over to me, and sits right next to me.

"Yes always! What's up..?" She questions concerned.

"I'm not great in social settings... I usually get panic attacks... what if I get one during an interview.." I quietly tell her.

"That's ok, I'll be there with you, and if you get an attack when I'm getting interviewed just tap on my shoulder as you walk by me...ok?" Taylor calmly tells me, maintaining eye contact.

Once we finally got into the car, the nervousness and anxiety started to really hit me in the moment. I kept thinking about how the interviews could go terribly wrong. My heart was beating through my chest and my breathing picked up speed.

Taylor grabs my hand, holding and rubbing my hand, pecks me on the cheek, then puts her mouth by my ear whispering to me:

"Shhh... I'm right here, you're safe with me.." and pulls me gently into a warm hug while rubbing my back.

"Take deep breaths, hun.." Taylor explains as she takes deep breaths with me.

I sigh of relief, a weight had been lifted off my chest.

"Thankyou.." I whispered to Taylor as she slowly pushed out of the hug.

"No problem, I'll always be here for you no matter what!" She says tenderly grabbing both of my hands, making direct eye contact with me.

I smile then look out my window.

We made it to the red carpet and it was going amazing till one interview with a guy.

"So y/n, you and Taylor were spotted at an award show a few months back holding hands... care to explain..?"

I felt a rush through my body, I began sweating, my hands felt tingly: I was having a panic attack.

I awkwardly smiled and responded,

"It's not what it looks, just good friends! I'm usually affectionate towards my friends!" I laugh even though I feel absolutely horrible in the moment.

"Ok that's all we needed! Have a good day y/n!"

"ok! You too!" I said in a shaken voice.

As soon as the interviewer walked away I scanned the room, for only one person, Taylor.

I spotted her, she was being interviewed. I felt so bad interrupting the conversation, so I waited a few minutes. But they were still talking, so I walked past her, but while doing so I gently touched her shoulder with my shakey hand.

Taylor stops taking and looks back to see who it is, she spots me as I'm continuing to walk to the bathroom, to calm myself down.
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TAYLOR POV:

"Yes I'm so excited for what's to come with my music and think..." I get cut off by a soft tap on my shoulder.

I look to see who tapped me, it was y/n. She continued walking to the restroom. I panicked trying to figure out how to end the conversation.

"and yeah.. I just think my fans will love it..!" I stuttered all over my words.

"Anyways nice talking to you.. I'm gonna go speak with some others now!" I smile and quickly walk away barging into the restroom.

I hear crying in the biggest stall, I knock.

"hello..? Y/n..? Is that you..? It's me Taylor.." I say quietly.

She gets up and I can hear her heels walk over to the door and unlock it, opening it.

As soon as y/n opens the door I see the tears all over her face before she pulls me into a hug.

"I'm sorry.." she sniffles.

"No.. what, don't be sorry.." I assured her.

I gave her a kiss on the forehead, then pulled her away so I could see her face.

"In....and out.." I say as taking deep breaths with her to calm her breathing.

After a few minutes her breathing became back to normal, I grabbed a tissue and wiped the tears from her face.

"You don't even know how much I love you, Taylor.." she pulls me into another hug and rests her head on my chest.

I didn't say anything, I hugged her back tightly as we rocked back in forth, hugging. I smile and close my eyes, the hug felt so safe and surreal.

"I think I'm good now, thankyou so so so much Taylor.." she says as she unravels her arms from my hips.

We both headed out to the carpet, this time keeping each other close by.

I kept an eye on y/n just in cause if it would happen again, but the show came to an end.

We hopped in the backseat sitting next to each other like before.

"I feel much better.." she sighs.

"You didn't have an attack or anything after the first one right...? I would hate to not be there when you needed me to.." I say hoping she was ok.

"No, I was all fine the rest of the show! You really helped me, thankyou!" Y/n tells me seriously.

"I'm glad I could be there for you.." I truthfully say.

On the way back to the hotel we talked about the interview questions we were asked and laughed together.

When finally making it back to the hotel, we felt so exhausted.

We both changed into more comfortable clothes right away, put the tv on, turned off all the lights, and cuddled under the white sheets.

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1195 WORDS!! I LOVE THIS CHAPTER BECAUSE I HONESTLY WOULD LOVE TO BE CALMED DOWN LIKE THIS WHEN I, MYSELF IS HAVING A PANIC ATTACK. SO I HOPE YOU AGREE AND ENJOYED IT!! TY FOR THE VOTES I LOVE YOU ALL SM!!!