Taylor Swift - instagram imagine

18.

you arrived at taylor's house in new york and knocked on the door. greg, taylor's bodyguard, opened the door.

"hello, ms. yln" he greeted and you replied.

"hi greg, is taylor home?" he nodded an let you in, recognizing you from some days prior.

"taylor!" you shouted as you got in.

"what?" she answered from the other room.

"where are you?" you said back.

"hiding"

"why?" you said walking to the living room.

"cause" she said back and you could understand she was hiding behind the couch. you walked to the couch slowly.

"boo" you said poking your head behind the couch and scaring taylor, who jumped since you scared her and hit her head on the corner of the mirror that there was on the wall behind the couch.

"ouch" she said taking her hand on her head, where she hit it.

"oh my god" you reached out to her and helped her out.

"are you okay?" you said placing your hand on her head where she was holding up hers.

"yeah, just a little bump" she replied and you moved her hand from her head with your other hand, while the one that was on her head stayed there, trying to feel if the bump was small or not.

"it's not that big of a bump, i think you should still hold some ice up though" you commented a little bit in concern.

"i'm sorry" you said while you helped her holding up the ice.

"it's not your fault, i hid myself back there" she commented while sitting down on the stool by the kitchen counter, you in front of her still holding the ice.

"yeah, why were you hiding?" you asked chuckling.

"cause, i just wanted to joke a little bit" she smiled a little but embarrassed.

"be careful next time though" you said holding up the ice better.

"i will" she said dropping the hand that was on the ice, after she understood you were gonna hold it she let you do it.

"do you want to move to the couch?" you asked and she nodded, you took the ice off while you walked to the couch. as soon as taylor got up she stumbled a little bit. you wrapped one arm around her waist to hold her up.

"did you hit your head that hard? it didn't seem like it" you asked concerning.

"no i didn't, it's just mid august, it's hot and every time i get up i feel dizzy" she said explaining that it was not the hit's fault.

"oh, okay i get it, it happens to me too" you said sitting in the couch, taylor following your actions and sitting next to you. you held the ice back up and you both agreed on watching something on tv.

"my head is freezing" taylor commented after you were two episodes in, you decided to let taylor choose what to watch and she chose friends.

"sorry" you said lifting the ice and getting up.

"where are you going?"

"just to put this back in the freezer, it's completely melted" you said and she nodded, letting you go in the kitchen.

you came back one minute later with two glasses of water.

"it's hot, you need water" you said handing her the glass of water. she took it and drank all of it, you doing the same and bringing the glasses back in the kitchen.

when you came back you sat next to taylor and put one hand on her head, to feel if the bump was better, and it was.

"it's better" you said, letting her know too.

"my head hurts now though" she whined and you chuckled.

"after the hit and the ice i bet it does" you said still chuckling.

"don't make fun of me" taylor pushed you playfully.

"i'm not, i swear i'm not, do you need something for your headache?" taylor shook her head no.

you kept watching friends for s little while, you were sitting close to taylor and your arm was laying on the back of the couch, behind taylor's head but not touching her.

after a while she groaned and melted more to the couch, laying her head back, on your arm.

"sorry" she said softly when she noticed it was your arm and lifted her head back up.

"don't worry" you replied.

"what's the matter? why so grumpy?" you smiled at her.

"my head really hurts. i think it's a mix of hit, ice and a normal headache, i could feel one coming even before the hit" she said and you looked at her.

"are you sure you don't want anything?" you asked again.

"no, i don't even have anything in here for it" she said looking at the tv.

"ughh my head is pounding" she kept complaining. your arm was still on the back part of the couch, still behind taylor's head. you place that hand on the other part of taylor's head, pulling her slightly close to you and you kiss the other part of her head.

"i'm sorry tay, do you want me to go get you something for it?"

"no, i'll be fine, you can go home if you want" taylor said softly.

"i'll stay here for 15 minutes more, then i'll go home, me and jenna are going to watch charlie's baseball game, i'd ask you if you wanted to come but i don't think with the headache would be a good idea"

"yeah, no. not a good idea, i'll stay here watching friends" she smiled at you and you smiled back.

"i'm heading home now tay, keep me updated" you say after you finished the episode you were watching.

"okay, and i will"

"i'll text you anyway" you said getting up but staying in front of taylor, you leaned over and kissed her head again. then you both smiled and you left.