taylor swift imagines gxg

cant breathe whenever you're gone (requested) 💕

a/n: taylor at the golden globes. omdssssss. absolutely gorgeous, this woman wrote gorgeous about herself becauseeeeee

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you sit on the couch, your leg rapidly shaking as you wait for a response from taylor. she told you she was going out for drinks with her friends after work and would be home by 10, and it's now 11:30. you started to panic as your calls went straight to voicemail, your mind imagining the worst possible scenarios.

you couldn't even be mad at her right now because you just wanted her to be okay, that she's safe. she knows that you have anxiety and how much you worry about stuff like this and always makes sure to message or call you back, but she isn't right now. text messages aren't even delivering to her.

you dropped your head into your hands and started crying for the fourth time that night. your palms were sweaty and shaking, stomach doing flips, legs bouncing up and down, you were so close to having an anxiety attack and you just wished taylor would come home.

the only person who can help you through an anxiety attack and knows what to do, isn't here. while you're about to have one.

just as your breathing became unsteady and shallow, you heard the door open and then slam shut. you jumped up from the couch and ran over to her "tay" you gasped "i was so worried, where were you?!" you asked while trying to hug her but she pushed your arms away.

"y/n please. stop" she said sternly, making you step back anxiously. "for once, could you just not be so clingy?!" she raised her voice at you. "i-i'm...i'm sorry tay, i was really worried" you said through tears.

"about what? because i decided to go out and enjoy myself instead of being here with your clingy ass?!" she shouted at you. you bit down. hard on your lip, mainly out of fear, taylor knows how bad you handle people shouting at you. "tay...s-stop shouting at me, please" you said and let out a small whimper.

"no y/n! why can't i just have one night out without you getting mad at me" she shouted louder. you started to pace up and down the entryway, flailing you hands as it got difficult to breathe "i-i'm not mad taylor. i was worried, so bad. i called you so many times and you didn't even answer! your phone was switched off taylor, why?!" you spoke as clearly as you could with your sobs and heavy breaths "i-i...i just wanted to know you were okay" you tried to say more but couldn't.

taylor slowly moved towards you, placing her hands on you arms, realising how panicked you are. "y/n" she whispered as your breathing got louder. you wanted nothing more than to crawl into taylor's arms and cry your heart out in her comfort, but was scared she'd shout at you again. "baby stop" she said louder, but still softly.

you were now hyperventilating and didn't know what to do, so you gripped onto taylor's biceps and looked at her with wide eyes. she rubbed her hands up and down your arms and you leaped into her arms, clinging desperately to her.

she then realised you were having an anxiety attack and wrapped you in her arms while walking you over to the couch. "baby, baby, look at me. i am so sorry, for everything" she said gently, not wanting to startle you.

you hugged your knees close to your chest, sobbing into them. taylor moved closer to you and wrapped an arm around you, resting her cheek on the top of your head "come on baby, we know how to get through this" she whispered to you.

"breathe for me, honey. in..." she said while taking a deep breath in, you copying her "and out" she said while breathing out. you copied her breathing, trying to stabilise your breaths.

"again for me" she said and guided you through another deep breath, you copying her. you did this a few more times before you caught your breath and calmed down. lifting your head up from your knees, you looked up at taylor through your tears "im sorry" you whispered.

"don't you dare apologise" she said and pulled you in for a hug "none of this was your fault darling. i am so sorry i didn't pick up my phone, it was dead. and i will never shout at you like that again, im sorry y/n. i was drunk, which i know doesn't excuse my action, but i wasn't thinking straight and...im just so sorry honey" she spoke.

she pulled away from you and softly kissed you on the lips, "its okay tay, im just glad you're okay" you breathed out after pulling away from the kiss.

she smiled sadly at you and pulled you into her arms, laying back against the couch with your head on her chest. you relaxed into her arms and wrapped your arms around her body, hugging her close.

"i love you so much tay" you whispered, nuzzling her neck "i love you too baby" she whispered back and kissed the top of your head, shortly before you fell asleep in her arms.

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a/n: not proofread, sorry if there's spelling mistakes or anything