My Famous Mom (one-shots)

Take Care of Her for me Version 2-TS

Mother: Taylor Swift
Y/n age: 7
Part 2 of Fall Out of Love

Long, long, long, long, long, long

Written pre TTPD release

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"Are you sure you want me to come?" I ask nervously not looking up from my Harry Potter book
"Of course I do, this is another way I can make it up to you before you leave," Momma whispers sadly, kissing my cheek which makes me smile before she goes back to tying a dark blue ribbon in my hair.

Momma went back to court.
And this time Sarah and I came too, they asked me a whole bunch of random questions, then Sarah.

Most of them were about Momma, like how much she's home, what she's like when she's at home—really random things like that.

Then the worst part is they made me sit there for like a million hours.
Do you know what it's like to sit in the back of a big room and listen to loads of adults talk
hibby-jibby? Lalalala? Rubbish? Trash?
I was stuck on an uncomfortable wooden chair, shoved in the back corner, with my Sarah (I guess she isn't that bad) and in an itchy shirt.

And! on top of all that, it didn't go well. When we came home Mommy didn't come out of her room till dinner time (30mins) and looked exhausted when she did come out.

I know she was crying mainly because I could hear her
She was trying to silence it so she wouldn't scare me
She was trying to act like everything was okay.

I could tell by how her voice cracked or her eyes would randomly watering after looking at me.

Then Dad called, he's taking me away, moving me away.

He tried to make it sound exciting but I just started crying.

And threw Mommy's phone across the room.

I was going through a lot of emotions okay!

I feel even worse now since Mommy had to ship some of my stuff to my Dad's new place in England.

"What do you think?" Momma smiles lifting my head with her fingertips so I see myself in the mirror.

I might be a big girl now but I still like it when I sit on the bathroom counter when mom does my hair.

"I like it," I smile as Mom moves my head from side to side gently

I close my book and place it down on the counter

She did a simple half-up, half-down ponytail with the ribbon.
She also put this oil stuff on my curls to make them curlier.

"Perfect," Momma exclaims lowering me down to the ground
"Go take a look," She says hurrying me out of the bathroom

I love my outfit.

It's a dark blue knee-length dress with matching dark blue knitted socks that stop just below my knees and my white and dark blue Ralph Lauren shoes.
And the dress, the top part has a slight sparkle to it.