It was a busy day as per usual, it was no surprise, though, since you lived in NYC. You knew that you were parked right in front of Taylor Swift's house. You watched as a large group of people tried to look in her windows. Obviously, they couldn't see the cop car right in front of them. You decided to get out and stop them. They started banging on the windows before you yelled, "Stop!"
"You're trespassing!"
One of them laughed and broke the window and proceeded to try to go inside. You ran towards them and pulled them to the ground. "Leave. Now"
"What are you gonna do, lady?" They laughed.
"I'll call my squad if you really wanna know"
They just scoffed and left. I took a sigh of relief before knocking on Ms. Swift's door to see if she was okay.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"Ma'am. This is the police. Please open the door"
I could hear the shuffle of feet before the door swung open.
"Is everyone alright in there?" I asked, worriedly.
"Y-yeah" the blond lady responded, obviously still shaken up.
"That's good"
"Thank you officer. You saved my life"
"It's my job, sweetie" I replied.
"Can I give you my phone number?" She asked and I was shocked.
"S-sure" I blushed.
"Thank you" she hugged me before I left.
A/N yes I'm delulu, but it's the selulu..
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