So High School

A phone call away (pt1)

A/N firstly I am so so so sorry to anyone who was supposed to go to the vienna shows- ik it's been a while but I am still so sorry idk what I wouldve done if my show was cancelled

This chapter is gonna be about Vienna and it's going to involve terrorist stuff so if you don't want to read about it then don't read on :) this is all fiction and I am not saying this is what I think happened, but I hope Taylor was okay

Also I'm aware this isnt correct and Travis wasn't there but anyway

"I... What?!" Taylor looked up to her publicist, praying she heard wrong.
"There was a planned terrorist attack, the shows are being cancelled. I'm so sorry Taylor" Tree rested her hand on Taylor's arm, trying to comfort her as much as possible. Taylor just stared at the floor, her vision blurring as tears began to roll down her cheeks.
"People wanted to- They were going to- What if- People couldve been killed! Why would they any to ruin something filled with so much joy?" Taylor lifted her gaze back to her publicists sympathetic face.
"Im so sorry sweetie, you go and rest and I'll sort out all the legal stuff" Taylor didn't move, her cheeks streaked and her eyes wet.
"Do you need me to come with you? Tree asked. Taylor just shook her head, slowly standing up.
"And Taylor?" The blonde turned at the sound of her name. "Call Travis, yeah?" Taylor just nodded slowly, focusing on putting one foot in front of the other and not collapsing in the hallway.

She reached her hotel room and could vaguely remember the security outside asking if she was alright. She just nodded, not trusting herself to speak before unlocking the door.

Into the bedroom and flopping down on the bed, that's when she let the tears really fall. Sobs exploding from her chest, the pillow growing damp with tears, her throat raw and her chest aching.

Eventually her cries ceased and she just lay on her back, staring up at the ceiling. Thinking, thinking about her fans, about what could've happened, about all the people who could've been killed. About her band, her dancers, her crew. They could all be dead. Everyone in that stadium could've been gone. And it would've been all her fault. All. Her. Fault.

She was so deep in thought that she didn't notice her phone blowing up, the constant calls from Travis and her friends. From her parents and brother, and Tree asking if she was okay. She didn't notice.

"Hey, Trav?" Coach Reid called from the sidelines, nodding at someone who had just whispered something in his ear. He was looking down at his phone, his face laced with concern.

"Yeah?" Travis asked, taking off his helmet and jogging over. He wiped the sweat off his forehead, looking up at his coach expectantly.
"I think you should give your girlfriend a call" the coach told him. Travis looked at him with a confused look on his face, putting down his helmet and peeling off his pads.

He quickly made his way to the changing room, pulling out his phone and sitting down on the bench.

Mom: 4 missed calls
Jason: 5 missed calls
Blake: 4 missed calls
Brittany: 2 missed calls
Selena: 3 missed calls
Tree: 7 missed calls

But none from Taylor.

He quickly unlocked his phone, his heart hammering in his chest. His hands shook when he opened Taylor's contact, his heart dropping to his stomach when a notification popped up at the top of his screen. The first words he read. 'Terrorist attack'.

His head was spinning as he clicked on the notification, bringing him to Taylor nations story.

TAYLOR SWIFT | THE ERAS TOUR VIENNA SHOWS
CANCELLED DUE TO GOVERNMENT OFFICIALS
CONFIRMATION OF PLANNED TERRORIST ATTACK