{39} feverish announcement

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November 1st 2022

Taylor's POV:

"Stop pacing. It's gonna be just fine, I promise."

"Tree, no, I'm so fucking nervous! What are they gonna say? Will they be excited? Is anyone even going to buy any tickets?!" I nervously rub my temples, not planning on stopping my pacing through the entire living room.

"Taylor...Midnights is already breaking all kinds of records, even after just one week since being released. Isn't that proof enough that the people love you? Isn't that proof enough that you reclaimed your career and extended it to an unbelievable level? Everyone is gonna be head over heels when you announce that tour, mark my words. Now let's focus on that TV, it's almost time."

Unwillingly I plop down on the sofa next to my publicist, anxiously biting my nails, starring at the screen. My heart pumps way too fast and the palms of my hands are more than just sweaty.

"And here it is everyone..." One of the hosts' of GMA announces on the television, before the pre-recorded video of me appears. At the same time I grab my phone and press 'post' on the prepared instagram post, displaying the first dates of the Eras Tour. I turn off the comment option for my own sake.

taylorswift: I'm enchanted to announce my next tour: Taylor Swift | The Eras Tour, a journey through the musical eras of my career (past and present!) The first leg of the tour will be in stadiums across the US, with international dates to be anno...

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taylorswift: I'm enchanted to announce my next tour: Taylor Swift | The Eras Tour, a journey through the musical eras of my career (past and present!) The first leg of the tour will be in stadiums across the US, with international dates to be announced as soon as we can! Feeling like the luckiest person alive because I get to take these brilliant artists out on tour with me: @paramore, @radvxz, @phoebebridgers, @girlinred, @whereismuna, @haimtheband, @gracieabrams, @gayle and @owennmusic. I can't WAIT to see your gorgeous faces out there. It's been a long time coming 🥰

"Okay, let's see how this goes." I croak out and toss the device aside.

Tree gently squeezes my shoulder as a gesture of encouragement and deep down I know that she's right about everything she is saying. I'm indeed doing pretty well considering my career and most of the fans seem to be sticking with me throughout everything. This year's summer has been great. I just can't shake off the feeling of insecurity that always lingers on my mind,  telling me every next step forward could be the end of everything, which I'm definitely not ready for.
I spent months trying to figure out if going on tour is really what I want to be doing, but every argument seemed to be in favor of it, which means next year in march I'll be on stage performing songs of all my eras to thousands of people...well, if the tickets sell.

"We're back." Eliza's voice suddenly chimes from the hallway.

Eliza is Hailey's babysitter. For a long time I refused to hire one but soon realized that it is absolutely necessary, because my mom can't fly over whenever I need to leave the house and there's not many other people around here, who could watch Hailey whenever I'm at the studio or attending any events. It took me a long time to find a person I trust with my daughter, but now we have Eliza, she's in her twenties and she has really been making life easier, plus Hailey loves her.

"Come here, Munchkin. How was the park?"
I ask quietly as I take the baby out of the woman's arms.

"We had a fun time... well, she basically slept throughout the entire walk." Eliza informs with a small chuckle.

"That's my girl, huh? Always sleepy." I reply with a high-pitched voice and  gently brush my nose against my daughter's. "Ugh I wish I could go to the park with her or just stroll around the city." My mood instantly drops.

"I'm sorry, Taylor. I know that must be hard for you."

"At least she can go out with you." Is all I answer, before turning to Tree, who is slowly gathering her stuff.

"I should get going." The publicist announces. "Don't let any negative comments about the tour announcement, if there turn out to be any, weigh on you, okay? Talk to you tomorrow."

"I'll try my best, thanks."

I bid her goodbye and no seconds later she's out the door, leaving just Eliza, Hailey and me in the living room.

"If you want to, you can take the rest of the day off. I don't have anything planned anyway." I tell the young woman, while shrugging my shoulders.

"Are you sure? I'm happy to stay if you need a hand."

"No, it's fine, thank you." I offer her a grateful smile. "Say goodbye
to Eliza, Hailey." I lift the baby's hand and move it in a waving motion towards the babysitter.

"Byee Hailey." She coos and waves back. "Bye Taylor and congrats on that album of yours, I got a chance to finally listen to it yesterday. It's a masterpiece."

"Oh come on, stop kissing my ass." I joke.
"Thank you."

-

"Why are you so whiny today, Hailey?" I ask her when I'm trying to feed her some mush in the afternoon, which she constantly refuses. She has been kind of restless since coming back from the park this morning and I have a feeling she's getting sick. With a sigh I put the spoon aside and gently press the palm of my hand against the baby's forehead, just to realize that she's definitely burning up. "Oh no, sweetie. Come on, let's take your temperature."

I lift her out of her high chair and together we head upstairs and into the bathroom.

"Where the hell is that fu-freaking thermometer." I curse while searching through the cabinets, Hailey placed on one of my hips, however, already fussing.
After I turned the whole bathroom upside down, I finally hold the utensil in my hands.

"Okay I need your ear, darling." Carefully I tuck some lose strands of her short blonde hair out of the way and stick the thermometer inside of her ear. 103°. Damn it.
Although I'm not quite a fan of immediately giving a child some medicine, I do think it's the right thing to do in order to get her fever down. Several attempts and a lot of spitting later, I manage to actually get some of the liquid inside of her mouth, before changing her clothes into some more comfortable ones and carrying her to her room for a nap.
Even though I can see the tiredness in her eyes, she clings to my body as I try to lay her down.

"You have to get some sleep, It's important for your little body." I whisper, stroke her head and place a gentle kiss on her burning cheek. Then I try placing her inside of her crib a second time, without success, as the 10-month-old holds onto me for dear life, little tears now rolling down her face. "Alright...."
I sit down on the armchair next to Hailey's bed and place her comfortably in my arms. I could've expected it would end like this since she's always super clingy when she's sick, wanting nothing more than cuddles.
When she's finally asleep about 30 minutes later, I cautiously place her sleeping body in her bed and quietly slip out of the room.
I hate seeing my baby sick and unfortunately it happens quite often.

Downstairs I take the time to check my phone. Anxiously I open Twitter, afraid of rejection, considering my tour announcement.

user435: oh.my.god. Taylor is going on tour. I.am.dying. This is the best news of the entire year! 😭

swiftiecore: I can't wait, I'd sell my kindney to see Taylow Swift live! 😩

taylor13: Just when I thought this year couldn't get any better, blondie drops a tour announcement. This feels surreal.

notfromthisplanet: I'm shocked. In case you're trying to reach me...I'll be busy for the next few days, trying to comprehend what just happened. TAYLOR IS GOING ON TOUR!!

A small smile tucks on my lips and a wave of relief washes over me as I read through the different tweets, seeing nothing but positive reactions.
Contently I lock the device and take a moment to really take in the feeling of happiness that now rushes through my entire body. A feeling that has rarely been finding its way to me lately.

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