Our Small Miracle - Adopted by Taylor Swift

Part 25

Harpers POV

I hate the car. I hate my seat. I hate the stupid trip. They had put me back in my seat again and no matter how much I begged for Taylor I got ignored. Apparently driving is more important than me. For the whole of the last hour of the car ride I spent my time crying and kicking the chair trying to get out. Thankfully I found a way to unco my seatbelt and somehow managed to climb out and into Taylor's lap.

She screamed, immediately pulling over and using one had to support my back during a harsh brake. I giggled a little bit but Taylor did not seem happy at all. In fact she seemed mad.

I looked down a little while she moved me back into my seat, noticing that she wasn't even speaking to me. I hate being yelled at however it doesn't really work well, Taylor must know that the silent treatment always is the worst punishment possible

Now both Tay Tay and Travie hate me.

I just cried for as long as I possibly could and when we pulled into Andrea's driveway both Tay Tay and Travis got out. I hoped that Taylor would come and get me but instead she sent Travis who picked me up and took me to the front door. I just continued to cry. Why wouldn't Taylor come get me?

As soon as Andrea opened the door she started to make a fuss of me and talking to me asking why I was so upset. I wanted to hit her but I couldn't make Taylor mad. I looked over at Taylor trying to hint that I wanted her not Travis but every time I let out a sob she just side eyed me.

Eventually Andrea let us inside and Travis put me down, going into the kitchen with the adults to go grab drinks. I just had to hope they would remember me and bring me one too. I didn't want to follow them and upset them so instead I just stayed alone in the hallway crying by the front door.

Eventually Taylor came back holding a big glass of wine and Travis followed holding some beer. I don't like those drinks they're bad and they make people bad. She looked over at me and signaled for me to follow along into the living room but instead I backed away. It's a new place and I don't like it.

Taylor sighed a little and came over holding out her hand for me to go with her but I refused. I just wanted her to at least talk to me instead of being mean. Eventually she gave up and just walked into the living room with Travis and Andrea. I could hear them laughing and talking for hours. I still needed a drink.

If Taylor wasn't going to speak to me then I wasn't going to speak to her. Silent treatment works both ways. I just grabbed my little backpack and took matters into my own hands, making my way to where the kitchen is and climbing on a counter. I found a cup and then looked at the drink options. There was Taylor's bottle of white wine then I looked next to it and there was a similar bottle which had red liquid and no lid. Perfect!

I poured the juice into my cup then climbed down and made my way into the living room where I sat down in a corner and took a sip. Gross. I didn't like it at all. I was so thirsty that I just drank a bit more anyway until I reality couldn't handle the taste.

"What are you drinking harper?" Travis asked, wandering over and taking the cup from me. I shrugged and just watched as he smelt the cup then handed it off to Taylor. I watched Taylor take a sip and give Travis the nod after he asked if it is what he thinks it is. Suddenly all three adults had made their way over to me.

I didn't feel very well though it made me feel a bit funny. "Harper, did you drink any of it?" Taylor asked me, sounding desperate and worried. I just looked at her. I didn't want to tell her she would just yell and hate me more.

"Harper, did you drink it!?" She asked this time, raising her voice. I started to feel really sleepy and I didn't really know how to respond. Everything seemed all jumbled. I nodded a tiny bit, my eyes starting to close.

Taylor quickly scooped me up and ran down the hallway to a bathroom where she sat down with me on the floor, Travis and Andrea following. "Stay awake for me baby. Trav she's so pale and she's freezing." She told them while gently rubbing my back a little and keeping me close to her.

Andrea came running in with blankets, putting one over me but I didn't like it. I was too hot. I tried  to fight away and to push Taylor back so that I could cool down but no one would let me. "No sweetie stay close, your body is cold." She told me and I just started to whine.

Nothing felt real and I didn't like it. I was overheating, I felt sick and I just wanted to sleep. Just as I rested my head down on Taylor, she and Travis began discussing what to do and Andrea started giving them ideas. Apparently I had drunk half of my cup full which isn't good.

I felt myself being moved but I felt so weird that I just let it happen. Suddenly Taylor had me in her lap and was holding me over the toilet. Before I could even process it Travis had forced me to throw up. Once I started I couldn't stop and it wasn't nice at all. I started sobbing while it happened. I felt someone rubbing my back and eventually when I managed to stop Andrea brushed some hair back and out of my face.

I turned to Taylor and just looked at her, tears spilling down my face. "Baby you're shaking. Do we call for an ambulance or something?" Taylor told them, holding one hand on my back, the other on the back of my head and Andrea just sat by her. "I've already done it, don't worry they're on the way." She reassures Taylor.

I could feel Taylor holding me tighter and tighter by the minute. Without even being able to control it I just threw up all over us both. I slowly looked up at Taylor who smiled sadly at me. She didn't even react; she must have expected it to happen. "It's okay, we can deal with it later." She told me.

I just nodded and lay my head back down. Everything was spinning and blurry then suddenly I saw nothing.

Taylor's pov

"She's passed out! Mom help please! Mom I can't lose her, please help!" I yelled as I lay her down trying to shake her awake. I kept placing kisses on her forehead and cheek, doing anything I could to wake her up. She looked lifeless and it was horrible. Travis got in touch with the ambulance to see how long they were and ran to grab some changes of clothes and more blankets.

Her body temperature continued to drop and just as I thought she couldn't get any more paler she lost more and more color. I could see a hint of gray in her face and that's when I panicked. "The ambulance said check her pulse!" Travis yelled from the hallway.

I really didn't want to, she already looked dead. I couldn't bear the thought of being the one to find out she was dead. I needed her alive. I felt my whole body shake as I took her hand in mine and pushed my fingers down against her wrist, leaning forward to check for any signs of breathing.

A/N

Sorry guys but I needed some drama to be added in. And sorry for the cliffhanger 🤪

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