Taylor swift mother imagines

you have a nightmare

Enjoy my loves!!

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"Omg grow up for god's sake y/n" a blurred face screams at me. I'm running down a dark, pitch black corridor, gasping for air but for some reason I can't catch a breath. No matter how much I try. 

"You're not good enough, you never will be" your principle, miss Jones chimes in. you didn't know where the hell you are and why these people are here, but you want to leave.

 Desperately. "You fucking piece of shit" your ex boyfriend james throws a punch at you. He hits you but for some reason you don't feel anything.

 "fuck you, you dirty slut" he yells at you, his words sting but you contine running. You're still running, but slowly you realise, they're following you. Leading you somewhere. "y/n!" you hear your mothers scream. You run faster down the corridor trying to find her voice. "Mom!" you yell, still running. "y/n h-elp" she cries back, you almost sob hearing the crack in her voice. 

"Who are you?" you sob as you turn around to see a group of people with blurred faces chasing you. "Not good enough" "not good enough" they chant in unison, creeping you. 

You continue to run to your moms echo before you stop quickly. "Oh my god' you gasp as you see where your mother is. She's tied up over a pit of fire, wiggling around in a net, trying to be set free. "Just a dream" you tell yourself.

 "Mama i'm coming" you try to reassure her, running around the firepit, trying to help her. Where the fuck am i? You question, staring at your mom.

"It's over you rich bitch" your ex best friend Mackenzie snarls at you. Her blonde locs, swinging around her face. "Say bye bye to tay tay" she teases she pulls a rope from the corner, sending Taylor right into the pit, burning. Her screams fill the room, your's too as you collapse next to her. "Mama" you cry. 

"Mama" you say again. "No!" you cry out once more, jolting awake in your bed, covered in a cold sweat. You pant, clearly out of breath from that horrible dream as you try to peel back your duvet cover. "Momma?" you whisper, shaken up from your nightmare. 

But you don't get a reply, you panic, looking around your dark room. You tiptoe to your door and open it slightly. The door creaking ever so slightly, you hear down the hallway a faint hum coming from your mum's studio.

 Usually you try to leave Taylor alone when she is in the studio, letting her work. But tonight you need her, even though you kind of know it was a dream it still shook you up enough, enough that you want comfort from your mama. 

You slowly walk down the corridor, feeling hot tears spill over your eyes. Falling onto your neck. Once you reach her door you take a deep breath and knock twice. "Come in love" you hear taylors comforting voice, full of warmth and love.

 You open the door and step on the plush carpet. "Hey my love" Taylor turns around, instantly seeing your face and her face clouds with worry. "Oh my love. What happened? She panics, walking over to you "I had a nightmare" you said slightly embarrassed. 

"Sorry, I just felt really scared and wanted to," you try to explain before Taylor cuts you off with a tight hug, grounding you. "You don't have to explain my love, it's ok" she carries you effortlessly to the couch in the studio, rocking you slowly.

 Playing with your curls. "It's ok my love, im here" she whispers. Once you manage to calm down you look up to see Taylor staring at you, dotting on your freckles like she used to do when you were little. 

"How are you feeling my love?" she asks. "Better" you smile at her. She kisses your forehead before chirping up. "Are you tired?" she asks and you shake your head. "Me neither" she grins at you. "Midnight snack it is" she jumps up, urging you to follow.

 "Oh yes please" you laugh following her to the kitchen. "Ok we have leftover brownies from brina, chocolate chip cookies from travis and funfetti cake from last night. Your pick?" she asks you to hold 3 containers of desserts. "Ooo brownies for sure, we can also have ice cream with it!" You run to the freezer pulling out a big tub of vanilla.

 "Ooo yum good thinking" Taylor grins, placing 2 bowls of brownie in the microwave. 

"Movie?" She asks, checking the clock. "It's not too late right?" She tries to convince herself a movie at 12:30 in the morning is ok. 

"Who cares, I love midnight movies" you joke, grabbing the desserts and bringing them to the couch along with Olivia, pulling her up from the floor where she was sleeping and settles nicely next to taylor. You settle on a parent trap, after putting your foot down when Taylor asked to play cats for the fiftieth time.

 "So do you wanna talk about your dream?" Taylor asks, absentmindedly playing with your hair halfway through the movie. "It was weird" you start. "I was running, but I didn't know where I was." you try to explain. Your mum is paying attention. "I saw James," you whisper. 

"Oh love I'm sorry" she hugs you. James was a big part of your life, being such a kind, loving boyfriend until one day he changed completely and started taking his anger out on you in unpleasant ways. He was also a big part of why your mental health declined so much after him. "I know, it's ok," you tell her, continuing. 

"I saw you too, but you were tied up in some n-net or something and i was trying to save you but you fell, and i saw kenzie" you ramble, confused, telling her your very random dream. Once the movie was over, you felt a lot better after talking about it but you still wanted to be close to your mum. "Momma?" you ask taylor, who was putting the bowls away. 

"Could I sleep with you?" you ask her nervously. "Of course my darling," she smiles. Once you get settled in bed, you turn over to taylor who is scrolling on tiktok. She has a fake undercover account which was a fan account..for her. You thought it was hilarious that she was stalking her fans but she really liked to mess with them. 

Liking posts and commenting on the funniest things. "Oh shit this person actually is close" I say. Pointing to a video that matches moms timeline for rep tv almost to a tee. "Oo, should I like it?" she laughs. "Oh please do, tree would kill you" you laugh at her. 

"Oh well sorry tree" after you both have fun messing with her fans you get really tired and tuck yourselves into her bed. 

"I love you so much my baby" taylors squeezes next to you, cuddling you. 

"I love you so much mommy."

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