Taylor Swift Imagines (gxg)

She's Your Therapist

It was Monday afternoon, which means you have your daily session with your therapist. She was blonde with blue eyes, and undeniably gorgeous. She always talks to you gently, but of course, that's because she is your therapist.

She wasn't the first therapist that you had, and you can really tell that she was different from the others. There was no denying on the fact that you like her, but you didn't know if she felt the same way. You wanted to ask her out on a date, but first, you had to feel certain if she likes you back. Yes, you told Taylor that you had a crush on this one girl, but you didn't tell her that it was actually her that you had a crush on.

"Hey, Y/n. It's great to see you again. Virtually, that is. How have you been?" Taylor greeted as soon as the FaceTime got connected.

"Hey, Taylor. It's great to see you too. I've been great this week, thanks to your great advises, a little tired, but great," you replied.

"Yeah, I get that," she sighed, then chuckled. "So, tell me. What have you been up to?"

"Umm... remember that one girl I told you about?" you asked, smiling at the thought of her.

"You mean, the girl you have a crush on?" she asked, her voice a little hesitant. She did her best to try and make it unnoticeable, but you noticed it anyway. Although, you just brushed it off.

"Yeah. I want to ask her out on a date with me. I'm not sure if she'll agree, but I sure hope so."

"I'm sure she'll agree to go out with you, Y/n. You're incredible. No one can say no to you."

"I don't know how to ask her out, though," you sighed, feeling disappointed. Your smiled faltered. You looked down at your lap, still thinking of what to tell her, and how to ask her.

"Do you want to try it out with me?" she asked, making you look up at her.

"Really?" you asked, your smile growing back as you look at her with hopeful eyes.

"Yeah, sure. Why not?" she shrugged. "Just say anything you want, but make sure it comes from the heart."

"Alright," you cleared your throat. "Hi, umm. I'm not sure if you would agree to this, but I'd really like to take you on a date with me tonight. It's just- ever since the first time I saw you and talked to you, I felt like I'm a whole better person, like... you've helped me become a better me. I know that we only talk once in a week, but I honestly would want to talk to you everyday; to hear your lovely voice everyday. I know I sound a little weird, but I can't stop what I'm feeling. I must confess, I really like you, and I want to know you better if you would let me. So, will you go on a date with me tonight?" you rambled, letting out all the words and sentences that you have been meaning to tell her.

Taylor looked at you, with a glimpse of adoration and love in her eyes. She cleared her throat. "Wow, whoever this girl is, she must be really lucky that you like her. I hope she agrees to go out with you, Y/n. I mean, if you would ask me out, I would not hesitate to say, "yes","she said, giving you a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

"Do you wanna know who the lucky girl is?" you asked, giving her a teasing smile.

"Oh, do I?" she replied, her eyes giving out a flicker of hope.

"Ok, I'll give you some clues and you try to guess who I'm referring to."

"Does that mean I know her?"

"Yes, you know her. Ok, so she has blue eyes, blonde hair, red lips, and I can only see her once a week, specifically every Monday," you said. Your heart was pounding in your chest, the anticipation killing you. The look of confusion in Taylor's face was cute, funny and nerve racking at the same time.

A few moments later, Taylor's confused face turned into realization. She gave you a knowing smile. "Does this girl happen to be a therapist of yours?"

"Yes."

"Y/n, are you referring to me?" she asked, her voice low and shaky. She suddenly became shy, and she had a pink tint on her cheeks that you were sure wasn't there a while ago. Oh, she was blushing!

"Maybe..." you replied, moving your eyes to the side, mot meeting hers.

"Y/n, it's a simple 'yes or no' question."

"Yes," you say, moving your eyes back to look into her face.

"Y/n..." she said, making your heart pound a little faster. You didn't know what she'll say next. What if she rejects you? What if she was just playing along the whole time, and doesn't actually like you back? What if- "I would love to go out on a date with you tonight," she said, making your eyes widen a bit.

You weren't sure if you heard her right. "Really?" you asked.

"Yeah. I mean, I like you too, Y/n. I know we only see and talk to each other once a week, but just like what you said, I also want to see you and be there for everyday. So, yes. I would love to go out with you tonight."

"What time would you want me to pick you up?"

"At seven, maybe?"

"Yeah, sounds good to me. See you tonight, Tay."

"See you tonight, Y/n. I'll text you my address. Bye!" and with that said, Taylor hung up, but not before she could give you a flying kiss, making your heart skip a beat.

Little did you know that on the next upcoming years, Taylor would finally be the one to stay.

A/n: Wrote this while doing my homeworks HAHAH. I'm practically procrastinating rn....

Anyways, this is kinda shitty, I'm really sorry for that. This idea just popped on my head out of nowhere.😭