LOGAN'S POV
I shouldn't have said it. I regret it the second it comes out of my mouth. I said too much. It revealed too much. Stuff people don't know about. Taylor looks at me, tears brimming at her eyes.
"Sorry Taylor, I didn't mean it," I mumble.
"Logan, I love you so much, you don't even know, I want you to be my daughter, even if you arne't, you deserve to live a happy life. You shouldn't live in this fear, or the thought of killing yourself. You deserve to be here," Taylor says, pulling me into her lap. I start to sob uncontrollably. She whispers words of comfort.
"Logan, princess, it's okay, it's okay, I'm right here, I'm not leaving." I calm down a little but Taylor continues to rock me back and forth.
– 4 DAYS LATER –
LOGAN'S POV
I finally got to go home and I'm so glad. Taylor won't leave me alone but at least I'm back at her house.
– 3 WEEKS LATER –
TAYLOR'S POV
I walk up to Logan's room at around 11:30 at night to say goodnight to her. She's not in bed. I panic and call her, thank god she picks up.
"Logan! Oh my god! Where are you? Are you okay? Can you get home?" I ask.
"Hi Tayyy," Logan giggles slurring her words.
"Um, Taylor, I don't know what happened, there's no drinks even here, she's acting drunk though, I don't know why," A friend says.
"Ok, I'll go get her, send me the address," I say, hanging up. I drive to the location and Logan stumbles and falls into my arms.
"Tayy, you're so prettyy, I love youuu," Logan says giggling again.
"Ok princess, let's get you home," I carry Logan out to the car and we drive home. She throws up all over herself a second later. "Oh girlie, it's okay." I gently rub her hand as she sits, covered in her vomit. We get home and I clean the seat and walk Logan inside. We walk up to her bathroom and she gets undressed, stepping into the shower before throwing up all over the shower tiles. I sigh. At least it's in the bathroom. She slides to the ground sobbing and I help her out of the shower. She's drunk, or high on something. And I'm scared that somebody spiked her drink, so she could get really sick from that. We lay down on her bed together when Travis walks in.
"Tay? What's going on? Who are these girls?" Travis asks.
"Oh shit Trav, I'm so sorry. I'll tell you the whole story later, but Logan came home throwing up sick, I think her drink got spiked. Ivy and Bella should be asleep in their bedrooms," I say. Travis nods. He kisses my forehead gently.
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You Look Like Taylor Swift
Teen FictionWhen Taylor Swift was 17 years old she got pregnant. She had just signed a record deal and knew having a kid would affect her future. She gives birth to a daughter and sends her to an adoption center. Logan is a 15 year old girl. She is still alone...
