getaway car - tayvis ✧˚ · .

- 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐄 -

The roars of thousands of fans echoed through the stadium, mixing with the hum of anticipation that filled the air. Another night of the Eras Tour, another city, another chance to connect with the people who had stood by me through every high and low of my career. As I adjusted the intricate beaded bodice of my dress and ran a hand through my curls, I felt the familiar rush of excitement and nervous energy that always accompanied the moments before stepping onto the stage.

Tree Paine, my tour manager and one of my closest confidantes, approached with a clipboard in hand and a concerned look on her face. "Taylor, I need to tell you something before you go on. The entire Kardashian and Jenner family is in the audience tonight."

My heart skipped a beat. The history between us was no secret—a tangled web of misunderstandings, public spats, and media frenzy. I took a deep breath, steadying myself. This was my stage, my night, and nothing could take that away from me.

"Thanks for the heads up, Tree," I said, forcing a confident smile. "We'll handle it."

The lights dimmed, and the opening chords of "Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince" filled the air. As I stepped out onto the stage, the crowd erupted into cheers, their energy enveloping me like a warm embrace. I scanned the sea of faces, my gaze briefly lingering on the VIP section where, sure enough, the Kardashians and Jenners sat, a mix of curiosity and defiance in their eyes.

I pushed the thought aside, focusing on the music. The fans deserved my all, and I was determined to give it to them. As I transitioned from "Lover" to "Fearless," the familiar strains of the song brought a sense of comfort. The crowd sang along, their voices melding with mine in a beautiful, harmonious symphony.

A quarter through the show, as I performed "Enchanted", I noticed something strange. The Kardashians and Jenners were up to something. They were drawing attention, causing a stir among the fans around them. I couldn't quite make out what they were doing, but their presence was undeniably disruptive.

Determined not to let them ruin the night, I continued with the set, pouring my heart into every note. When I reached the acoustic portion of the show, I sat down with my guitar, the intimacy of the moment grounding me. I began to play "All Too Well," the lyrics raw and honest, a reflection of my journey.

As the final notes faded, I glanced again at the VIP section. Kim Kardashian was holding up her phone, filming, while Kylie and Kendall whispered and giggled. It was clear they were trying to divert attention, to steal the spotlight. My frustration grew, but I pushed it down, focusing on the fans who had come to share this night with me.

As I rose up into the acoustic section, I slowly walked over to my guitar, smiling and waving at the fans that cheered me on enthusiastically. Their bracelets were coloured blue, most jumping up and down in raw excitement.

"Thank you, everyone," I said into the microphone, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside. "This next song is about finding strength in unexpected places, and the amazing people who stand by you. It's called 'thanK you aIMee.'"

The melody flowed effortlessly, the lyrics a reminder of resilience and renewal. As I sang, I spotted a familiar face in the crowd—Travis Kelce, his tall frame unmistakable, surrounded by his family. Their presence brought a genuine smile to my face. Travis and I had grown close over the past year, and his unwavering support had been a beacon of light.

As the concert continued, I felt a renewed sense of determination. This was my night, and no one could take that away from me. The fans' cheers and applause were a testament to the connection we shared, a bond that transcended any drama.

After the final encore, I took a moment to absorb the adoration of the crowd, their cheers a soothing balm to my frayed nerves. I waved, my heart full, before heading backstage. I got changed into my midnights bodysuit and completed the section with Travis' face fresh in my mind, waving to everyone as "Karma" slowly ended.