Taylor Swift Imagines

Wrong Number

I walk out into the coffee shop and I place my stuff down and I walk up to order my coffee before I try to get some work done. I walk back to my seat and I start to type away on my laptop, not bothering to look at the words being typed on the screen or doing a spelling check, just putting letters and words on a page then fixing them later. A buzz snaps me out of my thoughts and I look at my phone and it wasn't a number that I recognized.

Unknown: I know I know I'm late. I will be there in five minutes.

Me: Sorry I think you have the wrong number

Unknown: jeez I am so so sorry,

Me: It's alright it puts a smile on my face. I hope you aren't too late to whatever you're doing.

Unknown: It's just a meeting. I had a late night last night and I may have overslept.

Me: Things happen

Unknown: Finally at the meeting

I let out a small smile, half of me already missed the conversation we were having. Though they didn't have to keep talking to me in the first place. I shrugged my shoulders and I got back to writing. After a couple hours of getting little work done due to it being too noisy, I packed up my stuff and went home. The conversation was still lingering in the back of my head, I wondered if it would be weird to text them. I shake that thought out of my head as I walk into my office. After a couple more hours of the bare minimum I close my laptop and I walk out of the room. God I hate days like this where I can get nothing done. I make myself a cup of hot chocolate and I sit outside and I breathe in the fall air. My mind wanders back to the conversation and I let my judgment get the better of me.

Me: I hope that meeting went well

This could go really wrong, at least I know it's not a minor, if they talk about meetings. Oh god what if it's a guy. I immediately tensed up and regretted sending that text only to jump when my phone vibrated.

Unknown: Boring but necessary. How was your day? I hope I'm not stuck in meetings like me.

Me: No, I have a bad case of writer's block.

Unknown: Oh I feel that, some days it's so bad that I stare at a blank page all day.

I laugh

Me: Oh I have you beat, I write random words until I get irritated and I walk away. This morning I was in the coffee shop then I was in my office.

Unknown: and now?

Me: I am sitting on my porch with a hot coco in my hand.

Unknown: That sounds wonderful. I'm Taylor

Well that may be a woman's name. God sometimes I hate gender neutral names its so hard to tell by text.

Me: It's nice to meet you Taylor. I'm Y/n.

Taylor: It's nice to meet you too. So if you don't mind me asking, where are you in the universe?

Me: It's very small, it's called Earth. I hope you know of it.

Taylor: I know it so well, I just visited last month. Originally from Saturn.

Me: Ah well have you visited New York?

Taylor: I visit there so often I have a house there.

I laugh at this conversation, whoever they were, they are really funny. I haven't laughed like this in a while.

Me: Well the next time you're down on earth you should visit.

Taylor: I'll definitely take you up on that offer.