Taylor swift mother imagines

you move house

for this one pretend Taylor isn't famous x

enjoy!! 

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Awesome, thank you" you hear your mum's faint voice from downstairs by the front door.

 You're still packing your room up, taking down what seemed like thousands of photos of you and your friend ,but realized you need more boxes. 

"Mum! You yell from the top of the stairs, careful not to slip in your pink fuzzy socks.

 "Yes y/n," she calls back, from the kitchen.

 "What? She asks."

 "I need boxes" you call back, turning to your room. 

You and Taylor were moving house, after almost 15 years. You grew up in this house, took your first steps, had your first birthday party, everything and we're gonna miss it dearly. 

The white picket fence you and taylor always decorated for halloween, the massive stair case you used to slide down with pillows during thunderstorms, the massive movie room you would invite your friends over to. 

You were moving to New York, which is a pretty good upgrade. But it was still a little sad and sentimental. This was your mum's first house she bought, with the money she made. 

You see, Taylor didn't grow up in a very nice house, hence why you've never seen your grandparents. When Taylor told them she was pregnant with you, they went crazy, saying she was immature and selfish then kicked her out. 

So Taylor took a flight to LA where she got a stable job and was able to go to university to try and make a safe home for you. Your mum had achieved so much, this house was just one piece of proof. 

"Mom?" you ask, walking downstairs, still waiting for the boxes. 

You walk into the kitchen where you see Taylor sitting on the kitchen bench crying softly, you slowly approach her. 

"Momma, are you okay?" you ask her, placing a hand on her shoulder. 

She jumps slightly, smiling when she sees you. 

"Aw i'm okay darling thank you, just a little sad that's all" she laughs sadly, wiping her tears.

 You hug her and take a seat next to her.

 "I'm really going to miss this place" you say, looking around at the empty house. 

A house that used to be filled with warmth, love and safety was now just a giant box with stark white walls. 

"Me to my love" she ruffles your fridge, making you scrunch your nose cutely. 

"We should continue packing" she gets up a few moments later, stepping into the pile of boxes she had ordered. 

"Travis dropped them off a few minutes ago." Taylor tells you, passing you a box, making you smile slyly. 

"Travis hey?" you ask her cheekily. 

"Yes, travis" taylor blushes a little. 

Travis was one of your mum's co-workers, maybe more her employee. Taylor was a family lawyer and had her own firm 'Swift & Co - family law' and Travis was one of the employers, which Taylor seemed to have a thing for. 

Being a young mom, Taylor and you had a sort of odd relationship, you were best friends first, and mother and daughter second. Some thought it was weird, but you felt very lucky. Taylor really appreciated your bond since she didn't really get to have that with her own mother.