Taylor Swift Imagines (gxg)

The New Job

Hello!! this is my first time writing so hopefully you enjoy!

💗- fluff

❤️‍🔥- smut

some codes because i know it can be confusing

y/n- your name

y/n/n- your nick name

y/l/n- your last name

y/e/c- your eye color

y/h/c- your hair color

okay enjoy!!

"Just wear the lavender one y/n/n, it compliments your eyes." Gigi said with annoyence after trying to help you make a decision on what blazer to wear to your job interview. Gigi and you had been friends for as long as your mind could remember, she knew every utter detail about your life, all the way down to the nitty gritty, stomach churning information. "Gigi. Be absolutely honest. I need to look phenomenal and fit but classy and bussiness ready at the same time." You replied being indecisive once again, holding up a lavender button up blazer with white collar lining and a dark blue blazer with shoulder pads and black stitching around the cuffs. "y/n y/l/n. You will look amazing either way." She said with a huff. "Im still shocked that YOU got an interview with THE Taylor Swift. To be her personal trainer. But I can't say you don't have the body for it." She comments gleefully as you giggle to yourself before turning around face Gigi, putting a sappy smile on your face "This is why you are my favourite person Gig. Always say the right things to pull me out of my spirals"

'Holy shit. This is actually happening. I am being interviewed to be Taylor fucking Swifts personal trainer. Okay y/n, Pull it the fuck together.' Your mind is going wild with thoughts that make you feel like moths are fluttering in your stomach, hitting each and every wall trying to get you to be sick. Finally, after about 5 minutes of pacing and gathering your thoughts you enter the building that was towering over you, The glass doors sliding open while a well muscled man takes your name and signals you to follow him to a waiting room where you prepare your on paper resume and fix your outfit, still questioning if the lavender blazer was the best choice.

"Y/n y/l/n?" A small man says holding a light purple clipboard looking in your direction. "Huh? Oh- I mean," You clear your throat while you feel a red embarssment rush to your cheeks "Yes. That is me." "Ms Swift and Ms Paine will see you now." He speaks with such professionalism you feel like you're about to meet the Queen of England.

"Ah, y/n!" Tree says leaning over a slightly rounded desk to shake your hand. You shake her hand while giving a smile "Hi Ms Paine, lovely to finally meet you." "Please, Call me Tree." She replies making you feel a bit more comfortable. Your eyes travel to the blonde "Hi, I'm.. Taylor," Thats the moment where your eyes meet. Everything stops, it feels like its only you and Taylor in this room. The feeling makes you want to push her up against a door and attack her face with lustful kisses. Thats when you snap back to reality, wondering how long you left Taylors hand hanging, waiting to meet yours. You shake abruptly trying to make it seem like you meant to wait.

"So," Tree begins, "Who else have you been a trainer for?" She asks tilting her head slightly "Well I have been a personal trainer for many people, Male and female. Some include, Kendall Jenner, Scarlett Johansson, and most recently Selena Gomez." "Oh yes, Selena!" Taylor exclaims clapping her hands together with enthusiasm "She actually gave a really kind reccomendation of you to me." You smile while looking at your hands that are one on top of the other, you notice how sweaty they are. You start to feel a knot in your stomach again, but not like as if they are moths, its butterflies. After discussing things like diets, training options, and schedules, Tree finally pops the question you have been waiting for all day. "Y/n, I feel you will do splendid at this position. Would you like to be Taylor's personal trainer?" You smile graiciously at Tree and Taylor "But with accepting this offer comes with a lot of responsibilities. So, Please, take your time and really think this through. We need a sure and definite answe-" You cut her off "Yes. I accept. Im in. I would really love the opportunity." Taylor pulls a flirtatious grin then looks at Tree as she raises her hand looking at you with a look Gigi always pulls. It the 'Are you absoulutley sure?' look. You shake her hand confidently, eager to start you new job.