Tour Trouble - Taylor Swift

Part 11

Ellie's POV

Hot. Very hot. Too hot...

Hungry. Very hungry. Too hungry...

Too thirsty...

Too weak...

Blackness...

"I told you something was wrong with her! I also told you it was going to be warm and no one thought to give my dancers water?! Ellie come on honey, wake up." I heard Taylor's voice. I couldn't see. I couldn't move and my eyes wouldn't open.

I saw a glimpse of a roof and multiple heads surrounding me before meeting darkness again. I fainted. On stage. I could still hear the crowd and I was very obviously on the stage. Thankfully the crowd of paramedics and dancers around me were probably hiding me from the cameras facing me.

"Can we move her? She needs to be somewhere with air conditioning and with less people around." I could hear so clearly. I felt strong arms lift me. Travis. I could tell. I felt Taylor's hand holding my head up and her thumb gently rubbing the back of my head as Travis carried me off the stage.

The crowd erupted into cheers.

I was now on a sofa and my eyes suddenly flashed open. I tried to sit myself up but Taylor's hand guided me back down. My head landing in her lap as her other hand lay gently on my forehead. "You're cooling down. It's okay sweetie, you got a bit too hot I think. Do you want to try sitting up and have some water?" She asked me.

I nodded and sat up slowly, laying my head down on her shoulder and taking small sips on water. I felt so nauseous from the whole thing and my panic was setting in. "That's totally not embarrassing." I murmured, screwing the cap back onto the bottle of water and bringing my knees up to my chest.

"Trust me you're not the only one, a few of you went down at the same time we just couldn't get you awake." She told me with a sincere smile. I was informed that the rest of the show was being postponed and that we were going to go back to the hotel. Taylor didn't want any other dancers getting hurt or passing out.

"Who told me we could perform in summer, hey?" Taylor asked as a joke. I forced a slight, really not feeling in the mood for a joke then got up. Taylor held onto me and slowly took me to the car where I got in and had a little nap.

Once we got to the hotel Taylor forced me to sit at a table with a plate of food in front of me. To say I panicked would be an understatement. I could feel my chest tightening at the thought of the door going into my body, I had already eaten at lunchtime and even that was too much. My legs and hands were shaking as I picked up the fork and ate a little.

I ate half of the food then looked up at Taylor, tears streaming down my face. She knew. Everyone knew now. She came over and knelt by me before separating all of the food up. "If you eat this section then I will be happy and you can be done." She whispered, handing the fork back over to me.

I noticed she pulled over a chair and was now sitting beside me. Her hand was placed on my knee but when I started sobbing it moved to my back. I put down the fork giving up but Taylor wasn't ready to give up on me. She never is.

"Come on sweetie you can do it, you're okay." She reassured me, putting the last bit of the food on the fork and passing it over to me. I stared at it for a while before braving the last part. The voices in my head were so loud, all I could think about were the calories and how damaging it would be to all of whe work I had put into making my body perfect.

"Good girl, I'm proud of you. Just wash it down with some water, you're okay. You're still just as beautiful as always, you don't need to starve yourself. Do you feel better now that you have eaten something?" She asked me, placing a kiss on the top of my head. I nodded a little and pushed my plate towards her before grabbing my water and taking a sip.

We cuddled up on the sofa for a while and Taylor eventually looked at me. "Sweetie you know that I can't let you on stage until you start eating 3 meals a day, your body cannot work for 3 and a half hours to that extreme every night when you're living off one meal a day. I'm sorry but I'm putting my foot down this time, I am your boss and I am not letting you on stage. Are you going to tell me why you aren't eating?"

She was right. It was such a stupid idea and now I'm letting everyone down because of it. Not just everyone but Taylor. I was letting Taylor down again. I just wanted to live my life peacefully and happily without screwing everything up for everyone else and losing all of my closest people in the process, it's only a matter of time before I lose Taylor.

Even Travis was nowhere to be seen.

I was just losing everyone so fast.

I was snapped away from my thoughts when the door opened and Travis came in. "Sorry guys I found a great souvenir store and I had to go!" He told us. I chuckled a little and wiped away my tears, looking over at his arms full of bags of things. He really is so silly.

He started giving us a haul of the fridge magnets, post cards, badges, stickers and hoodies he got. "I got us... MATCHING SHIRTS!" He said as he held up a bag. I presumed that meant him and Taylor so I giggled a little bit when one was thrown my way my face dropped. I held it up and sighed when Travis demanded we all put them on and hit a picture, apparently he wanted to post it on his Instagram as a way of being official with Taylor on socials. "Why do I have to be involved?" I asked.

"You're our practice child girl, get in!" Taylor told me as she put me between them both and demanded I smiled for the picture. Is this what my life has really come to. I guess I wouldn't change it for anything though.

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