Forevermore /// Taylor Swift

Results

Tw: mention of disordered eating
Havyns pov
————

It was 3.04am.
I didn't want to be alone. The hospital was cold and quiet with the odd beep from the monitors. I wished I was nicer to Taylor. All I could think about was how rude I was being towards her. All I wanted was her to hug me and let me feel safe in her arms. I knew if I phoned her after that she wouldn't have answered.

I wondered about Theo and Maisie, living their best lives with Taylor. They had everything I wanted and more. They also could open up and be vulnerable with Taylor with no regrets, which I envied with all my heart. Why couldn't I?

I just sat in silence unable to sleep, listening to my own thoughts and other patients monitors. It was soothing at first but now all I want to do is smash the monitors. I just rolled over and placed my pillow on my ears, hoping to drown out the beeping.

I felt like we were relying on the results to say that I was Taylor's daughter, just so I could be with my siblings. Everything would change drastically if I was. What if Theo and Maisie get taken away but I'm safe because of Taylor? I would never forgive myself.

————

The next morning I waited for Taylor, I really wanted to see her. Not that she needs to know that. My heart ached for someone who loves me and I know she does.

The door opened, I hoped it was Taylor. To my dismay, it was Sasha.

"Can we talk?" She asked.

"No." I crossed my arms in refusal.

"I'm sorry for yesterday, but Martha would never mean to hurt you."

I gave her a look.

Her nice apologetic approach obviously didn't work so she changed that, "you're going back if you like it or not."

That's when Taylor did walk through the door, "she's not, she's coming home with me. You can take it up with my lawyer." Taylor walked straight past Sasha to me, handing me a bagel and a coffee. I smiled appreciatively at her.

"That's not how this works." Sasha had a warning tone in her voice.

"It is, don't tell me what I can do with my own daughter." Taylor spoke boldly but proudly. I sat in absolute shock, she was my mom? How did she find out before me?

"What." Sasha gritted her teeth as Taylor handed her a letter in her hand. I scanned Sasha's face as she read it, annoyance shot through her. She handed Taylor the letter and stormed out, very unprofessional in my opinion.

I looked at Taylor, shock was written all over my face. She gave me the letter to try and make sense of this;

"As predicted, Havyn Grey matches Taylor Alison Swift by 98.67 %. Therefore, Miss Swift is the biological parent of Miss Grey."

I felt thick hot tears stream down my cheeks, I was safe for the first time in my life. Taylor came towards me, wrapping her arms around me tightly.

"I'm so sorry, sweet girl." She whispered into my hair. I couldn't hate her right now, she'd saved me from this. Maybe she could've saved me from the start? I thought about Theo and Maisie, realising the choices Taylor made gave me them. It was supposed to happen this way. I clung onto her, taking in the moment.

"What happens now?" I spoke quietly, the letter was still in my shaking hands.

"You come home." Taylor put her head on my shoulder, almost like I was healing her as well. That didn't make sense to me, she was Taylor Swift and I was me.

Home. I've never really had a home before. Home is a place that makes you feel safe and secure, happy and comfortable. I've never had that and I knew Taylor would provide that.