Taylor Swift as a mum oneshots

| 1 | The Best Day

(Au where neither Taylor or Travis are famous)

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Taylor was sat in her music room, guitar on her lap, quietly strumming the strings as she attempted to waste the time she had alone away when she heard a familiar slam of the front door.

"Mila, is that you?" She shouted out, already getting up to place her guitar back onto its stand so she could head downstairs.

"Hey, how was school, bug?" Taylor asked as she reached the bottom of the stairs and turned towards the kitchen where she could see the back of Mila's head, who was looking into the cupboard.

"Fine, where's dad?" Mila questioned, still facing with her back towards Taylor, grabbing a bag of crisps out of the cupboard.

Taylor took a few steps closer, worry clouding her mind as she heard the shakiness of Mila's voice, "Taken Rome to football practice, what did you get up to today?"

"Not much, just the usual" The younger of the pair replied, keeping her face away from Taylor's view and beginning her way up the stairs.

"Hey, babe, where you going? C'mere, i wanna talk about your day!"

"Just leave it mum!" She snapped, turning around for a split second as she spoke before turning back around and running up the stairs, slamming her bedroom door shut behind her.

Taylor paused, taken aback by the unusual outburst, she tapped her fingers on the worktop as she took a deep breath before deciding to follow Mila up the stairs to check on her.

She held onto the door handle, in the last second deciding to knock before she opened it.

"Mila, bug, what's going on?" Taylor spoke to the door, waiting for a reply and as she had guessed she didn't receive one.

Taylor opened the door slowly, peaking her head through the gap to see Mila crying softly into her pillow.

"Hey, hey, hey, mills, what's happened? Talk to me sweetheart" Taylor rushed to her side, sitting next to her and rubbing her back.

"I don't wanna go back to school" She stated, her body shaking lightly from her cries.

"Don't worry about that right now okay mills, can you tell me what's happened?" Taylor comforted, helping Mila sit up to pull her into a hug.

"They did it again, Mom, they've been ignoring me since Monday and i heard Ava and Emma talking about how everyone was going to the mall tonight but they didn't invite me and i don't think they like me anymore but i don't know what I've done, i didn't do anything to make them ignore me and i don't know what to do" She rambled, digging her face into taylor's neck, her fingers were also making dents into Taylor's sides from her tight grip, trying to seek comfort from her Mothers presence.

Taylor continued to rock them slightly side to side, "Mila, sweetheart, i'm sure you've done absolutely nothing, they're just a bunch of horrible girls who have nothing better to do than hurt the best of them all to make themselves feel a little better. Absolutely none of this is your doing, okay? I promise"

"Why does nobody like me there?" She mumbled, voice shaking as she fiddled with the material of Taylor's jumper.

"They do, babe, so many people, you just need to stop messing about with the wrong people, how about that Abbie girl? i'm sure she'd love to be your friend, i sure would." Taylor added, as her hand started rubbing her back again.