I Know Places (Taylor Swift Imagines) (GxG)

Cancelled

You walk into the hotel room with your girlfriend's favourite snacks and a bouquet of flowers. She's been crying nearly the whole night because she had to cancel her shows in Vienna due to the planned attack. And to make matters worse--or better, you're not sure--she's been scrolling TikTok and Instagram for the past few hours and looking at the posts and slideshows.

"Tay?" you call out, setting the gifts you got her on the table.

The room is silent, and the lights are off, so perhaps she's asleep.

You walk further into the room and find your girlfriend curled up like a cat in bed, the soft glow of her phone illuminating her face, casting shadows under her tired eyes. You can see the tension in her posture, the way her shoulders are hunched, and the slight tremble in her hands as she scrolls through the endless stream of posts. Her breath is uneven, a telltale sign that she's been crying.

"Tay," you repeat softly, moving closer to her. The sound of your voice finally pulls her attention away from her phone, and she looks up at you, her eyes red and puffy, tears still clinging to her lashes.

You sit down on the edge of the bed, reaching out to gently stroke her hair. "I brought you something," you say, nodding toward the snacks and flowers on the table. "I thought it might cheer you up a little."

She offers you a small, tired smile, but it doesn't reach her eyes. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice hoarse from crying. She sets her phone aside, and you can see the weight of everything she's been carrying on her shoulders--the cancelled shows, the fear of what could have happened, the overwhelming pressure she always puts on herself.

"Baby," you whisper, "you don't have to go through this alone." You gently pull her into your arms, and she melts into your embrace, her body trembling with the silent sobs she's been holding back. Her head rests against your chest, and you can feel her warm breath on your skin as she tries to steady herself.

"I'm just so tired," she finally admits, her voice breaking. "I worked so hard for this tour, and now everything's falling apart. I keep thinking about what could've happened, what might still happen . . . I just can't stop."

You hold her tighter, trying to absorb some of the pain she's feeling. "I know, Tay. I know it feels like everything is spiraling out of control, but you're safe now. And I'm here. You don't have to face this all by yourself."

She takes a shaky breath, her fingers clutching at your shirt as if it’s the only thing keeping her grounded. "I hate feeling like this. Like I'm disappointing everyone--my fans, my team, myself."

"You're not disappointing anyone," you assure her, pulling back slightly so you can look into her eyes. "Your fans love you, your team understands, and I know how much you care. But you also need to take care of yourself. This isn't your fault."

She nods slowly, but you can see the doubt still lingering in her eyes. "I just wish things could be different."

"I know," you whisper, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "But right now, all that matters is that you're okay. We'll get through this together, one step at a time."

For a moment, she just holds you, taking comfort in your presence. Then, she pulls back slightly and looks over at the snacks and flowers you brought. A small smile tugs at the corners of her lips. "You really know how to spoil a girl."

You chuckle softly, glad to see a bit of her usual spark returning. "Anything for you, Tay."

She reaches out to grab one of the snacks, her fingers brushing against yours. "Thank you for always being here," she says, her voice full of gratitude. "I don’t know what I’d do without you."

"You'll never have to find out," you reply, taking her hand in yours. "I'm not going anywhere."

taas ang kamay ng mga gusto na mamatay dahil sa sakit ng puson 🙋‍♀️

anyway stay safe sa mga malapit sa Taal haa?

sinisi pa ni gf ung Taal dahil hindi kami magkikita because of the smog 😭

anw

Hugs and kisses,

Zee