Taylor Swift is my therapist ( no really)

Chapter 5

AMELIAS POV

I shuffle in my seat, and I see Taylor grab out a notebook and pen and gently rest in her lap. "Okay, so how I like to start this, is just us getting to know each other, so you can feel more comfortable opening up to me, does that sound okay?" I look at the ground and simply nod , still nervous. "Okay so is there any questions you would like to ask about me?" Taylor says. " Well.. uhh.. I feel like I already know so much about you, not be creepy, I'm just like a huge fan you know.." Taylor laughs in response. "Yes I understand hun, lots of my patients normally know lots about me before they come in, just apart of being in the spotlight." I nod again, but now I am more curious and think of questions. " Wait, so what type of people do you see?, I mean it's not like your advertised anywhere and no one knows your a therapist" I say slightly confused. "Good question, a lot of my patients are fellow celebrities or their children or relatives, I don't just see anyone, due to safety and privacy." "Oh wow, that's cool" I say, starting to relax and get more comfortable with all of this. Taylor just gives me a comforting smile and then continues "Okay, I think that's enough about me, I want to learn more about you, and how you ended up in the street that night." I immediately tense, I don't think I can talk about this. My breathing starts to quicken and my heart begins to race. Taylor quickly takes notice. "Hey, Amelia, look at me." I slowly look up meeting her gaze. "I'm not going to make you talk about anything you're not okay with alright honey?, we're still just getting to know each other, it's very casual." I nod, and try to take deep breathes.

"Okay so... favourite colour?" Damn this is simple. " u,m.. I like purple?" Taylor squeals and claps her hands " Oh my gosh! Mine to!" I just give her a small smile. " Okay, what about favourite school subject?" "Ugh, I hate all of school really, but if I had to choose... uh maybe English? I dunno I like to write." "That's a great answer honey, I loved English as well in school." I smiled at Taylor, I really think we're so similar. "Alright, so I've met your parents, but do you have any other people in your family? Like siblings or pets?" I look down again, I don't know why anything surrounding my family makes me nervous. " Uh., um.. yeah I have a younger sister.. her names Izzy, she's a lot like me actually, she gets anxiety really bad as well, but we share the same parents so it makes sense. As for pets, we don't have any because our parents never allowed us any, even though we begged and begged." I pick at the skin around my fingers, refusing to look at Taylor.

"That really sucks, I couldn't imagine not having my cats, they keep me sane, but your sister seems very sweet, hopefully I can meet her one day." She gives me a warm smile. "So, I've noticed whenever I mention your family, you seem to get more quiet and anxious, is this a sensitive topic for you?" She knows, of course Taylor knows, she worded it perfectly. "Uh yeah I guess so" "Alright then, I know it may seem really hard and scary, but I think talking about it and expressing your emotions about this would be really helpful" I start to get slightly emotional, considering this is a hard topic for me. Taylor notices, and passes me over a box of tissues "I'm really sorry, I dunno why I'm crying." "Crying is totally normal sweetheart, don't feel embarrassed at all." I just nod and look at the ground again.

"Okay so when I saw you that night, you said you had had a fight with your parents?, can we start there?" Taylor says picking up her pen and notebook. "Yeah uh... it started like every night really, they were fighting downstairs, they were both drunk and off their minds" I cleared my throat before continuing, not wanting to cry again. "Then, they uh.. came into my room and um.. started yelling at me for not doing to dishes or something. I tried to explain but they wouldn't listen to me.. and then my dad eventually said I should just leave.. so uh I did." I sigh, and Taylor gives me a sympathetic look. "Oh hun, I'm really sorry that this is a normal thing for you, you shouldn't have to go through this constantly. Hopefully though, with my help, you can learn some things to help deal with it better." I look down at my lap again, still trying to process what I just revealed. I don't tell anyone about my parents, and here I am just admitting it all to Taylor. "Okay k can see that was a lot for you to tell me, and I'm really proud of you for  trusting me to share that with me."

"Okay hun, it seems like the session is coming to an end, so let's get you back to reception so we can book you in again." Taylor says and smiles at me . That was so draining, I can't believe I have to do it again. I love Taylor, but I hating talking about my feelings, it's so overwhelming. She stands up and opens the door for me, letting me leave first. We make our way back over to the reception desk, and see Emily typing away at the computer. "Hey em, could we book Amelia here in for another session please?" She looks up at Taylor. "Of course! Is any day okay ? And at the same time?" I nod at both just wanting to get out of here as quick as I can. "Okay so I have you booked in in three days at the same time." She says giving me a big smile. I then look up at Taylor wearily. "Um.. Taylor.. do I have to uh pay for this?"
"No, no honey of course not, I'm just going this to help you, I don't need any payment." She says giving me a warm smile. "Okay uh okay thank you." "Your welcome hun, now go and I will see you in three days" " okay bye", I say walking out of the building.

Finally, that was over..

A/N: hey guys! Thank your for reading my story it means so much! I thought I would do another update because im going on a trip soon so I won't be able to update as much! Anyways, like always, comment how you thought it was and leave any suggestions! Love u guys!