Infrunami - Taylor Swift x female OC

Chapter Twenty-Two

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155 Franklin Street, New York City, New York

January 2nd, 2016

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Everything is okay.

The day that Jasper gets out of the hospital, Taylor isn't there.

She's in Florida, playing a small and personal concert for a bride and groom. She'd tried her hardest to argue and stay in California, but alas, she's barley focused on her career for a month and a half and her fans are very important to her, so she settles for facetiming Camila from the car- letting her talk to Fred whos driving for a little so that they can have their daily insult trade- while the brit is getting her son ready to leave and go home.

"I swear he's leaving this place with more clothes than we came with." Camila says with a huff when she finally gets his suitcase zipped. Her friend decides not to mention that he actually does have more clothes now then he started with because she bought him way too many as get well gifts when she was there.

She's seemed much more happy and energetic recently, probably because Jasper is better and can finally come home, and that's the only reason Taylor was okay with letting her take care of the kids by herself.

Everything is okay.

I mean, Selena and Kaylee are there and Bonnie is still around, but the younger girls aren't very much help.

exhibit a:

"Kaylee!" Camila groans, setting up the phone so Taylor has a good view of the girl's who are currently bouncing around the room with Jasper, blowing the plastic whistles Taylor bought for him a few weeks ago with no concern for the other patients in the next rooms over even though it's 7 in the morning.

Jasper has energy and he no longer looks or sounds sick, and the sight is enough to bring a smile to Taylor's face.

Not Camila's though.

The brit shakes her head, picking up Jasper with one arm and shoving the suitcase into Kaylees arms before grabbing her phone. She brings the phone super close to her face, ignoring Jasper's giggles as she whispers dramatically to Taylor, "Help me Lori. You're my only hope."

Taylor just laughs, getting out of the car when her bodyguard opens the door for her and grabbing her dress from the backseat. She'd sent both Tom and Camila photos of her in the pretty, pink with flowers dress this morning. The mother of two had answered even though it was 3am in California, sending loads of photos of herself with mouth agape in mock shock and then explaining just how beautiful Taylor looks.

Tom hasn't responded yet.

But that's okay. She's going to have a good day, meet some fans, and then she gets to talk to Jasper and Dalia over the phone tonight before they go to bed. And soon enough, Camila has to come to New York for a hockey game, so Taylor has offered up her apartment as temporary housing for the family.

Everything is okay.

"No way. You're on your own kid." Recently she'd come to the realization that since Camila is 25- turning 26 in about 2 and a half months- Taylor is older by two years. She hasn't stopped calling the brit "kid" ever since.

She chuckles, going in the back entrance to the wedding hall so nobody sees her and the surprise is kept, blowing Jasper and Camila a quick kiss before she waves goodbye and hangs up.

Everything is okay.

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Everything is okay.