A/N: ik ik, this took ages but here we are.
Estelle Pov:
Stepping out of that elevator was the single most nerve-wracking thing I've ever had to do in my life, other than having Taylor Swift literally inside my home. I'd already let Taylor know that I was there when I got out of the cab so I'm hoping it doesn't take too long for her to come to the door so I'm not left with my stomach turning inside out on the other side of the door. I take a deep breath and knock. Something, or maybe someone, drops and then there's some scuttling on the other side, I shift my weight uncomfortably and fix my hair.
"Elle!" Taylor exclaims as the door swings open. Gigi walking up behind her.
"Hi, thank you for inviting me," I smile as she grabs me for a hug.
"So, Gigi, Estelle, Estelle, Gigi," Taylor gestures between us.
"Hi, thank you for letting me come,"
"We always love Taylor's friends, it's no problem,"
They lead me through the house and into the living room where there were an large assortment of snack and drinks covering every inch of the coffee table. Everyone looks to be through at least 3 glasses of wine already. Blake was there laughing with the Haim sisters, Cara was sitting in the centre on the sofa toying with the remote. Taylor walks up and snatches the remote from her hand playfully and basically sits on top her her forcing her to move over.
"nah uh, my house my rules, pass it here," Gigi laughs, gesturing with her finger followed by Taylor tossing the remote across the room to Gigi. Taylor then proceeds to grab my wrist and tug me towards her.
"Guys, this is Estelle, Estelle, that's, Blake, Alana, Dani, Este and Cara" Taylor introduces, each of them nodding and smiling at me
"Please call me Elle,"
Taylor then pulls me down next to her on the sofa, kicks her shoes off and curls up into the sofa.
"You know, Gigi, you really should invest in Estelle's sofa, hers is so much softer, yours is like a rock." Taylor complains, knocking the sofa with her fists.
"Maybe we should've gone to Estelle's then," Gigi retorts playfully.
"Alright, can we get started?" Blake says excitedly as she settles into one of the bean bags. Gigi pushes play on the the tv and then pours herself another glass of wine. Not even a second into the intro the entire room is on their feet and singing along, Taylor standing on the back of the sofa dancing and stumbling, I stand quickly, nearly losing my own balance, and offer her my hand which she quickly grabs but unfortunately a second to late because she's falling onto me. Not wanting the the contents of the coffee table printed onto her probably expensive sweater I pull her towards me as turn, my back slamming onto the cushioned sofa with her falling on top of me.
"sorry," she smiles apologetically pushing herself up.
"it's okay," I chuckle. I sit up to and see the rest of the room in equal chaos. Alana is on Danielle's back, Gigi and Cara are twirling around hand in hand with their wine glasses sloshing, but not quite spilling. Blake is using a bottle of wine as a microphone and singing her heart out while Este has and phone out getting the whole scene on video. So this is what happens in a room full of tipsy A-listers. The intro ends and everyone flops down onto either the sofa or the floor.
"Want a glass?" Taylor offers as she pours herself another one.
"Yea, that would be nice thank you,"
"red? white?"
"oh I really don't mind, whatever you're drinking is fine,"
she hands me a glass and sit back down next to me, crossing her legs. I bring the glass to my lips, smells similar, as soon as the smooth liquid moves past my lips I immediately recognise it.
"Giesen Sauvignon Blanc, you've got taste Swift," It's a classic anywhere but growing up in New Zealand, a staple in any home.
"gotta love the kiwi wine right?"
"grew up there, always love it,"
"really?! so that's where that accent's from,"
"oh, yea. Spent the better part of my childhood there,"
"Isn't your dad from LA?"
"You are such a stalker,"
"I like to do my research,"
"uh, yea, my dad's from LA. My um, my mother's family's from there" my breath hitches slightly as I finish that sentence. Taylor seems to notice because she smiles and then turn to the tv.
"Get Rory away from Dean, oh my god, I hate him" Gigi exclaims
"Can we skip to Jess?" Alana sighs leaning against the coffee table earning a judgemental look from Este who is quick to retort.
"no ew, not Jess, just skip to Logan,"
"That's like half the show we're not skipping to anyone," Gigi sighs
"you know, maybe rory doesn't need men, she should get with Paris," Cara laughs leaning back.
"Cara no, stop pulling random shit from your ass" Taylor laughs, chucking a cushion at Cara's head.
"what? I'm not kidding look at them, i love a good enemies to lovers trope," catching the cushion and throwing it back at Taylor who ducks which results in the cushion landing on my head instead.
"sorry, that was meant for Taylor,"
"oh don't worry taylor's the reason it hit me so she should totally watch her back, plus I'm used to thing being thrown at me," I laugh grabbing the cushion and preparing to throw it but say the last part under my breathe when I realise I'm in a room full of celebrities I met an hour ago not with in the park with Christian who I've known since high school. Watch your mouth Elle. Taylor glances at me quickly but continues to laugh along with her friends.
"ok everyone shut up and drink your wine, I wanna watch this," Blake exclaims.
It's nearing midnight by the time we finish the first season even though we collectively agreed to skip certain episodes. Everyone is exhausted and drunk, scattered around the room half asleep. That was until Gigi politely shooed everyone out since she had a shoot tomorrow and while she could deal with the hangover she preferred to maintain a good 8 hours of sleep before a shoot even if it was at 3pm she needed to shower and get her nails done beforehand.
"how're you getting home?" Taylor asks as we step out of the elevator, or more like stumble.
"cab," I reply, digging through my pockets for my phone. Taylor reaches behind me and pulls it out of my back pocket handing it to me.
"We'll give you a ride come on," she pull me by my arm towards are car.
A/n: thoughts? I hope you enjoyed that feel free to give me suggestions or whatever. Until next time xx
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FanfictionTaylor Swift was a global music icon Estelle Manning was a girl who enjoyed busking occasionally That's until she ended up on stage with Taylor Swift. This is an original piece of work and characters or scenarios that seem to be similar or the same...
