yours sincerely, daisy. - taylor swift

02

After a ten-minute walk, Daisy and Dylan arrived back on set, ready to continue filming. Fifteen hours later, the director finally called for a wrap, dismissing the cast. Exhausted, Daisy headed to her trailer, longing for some much-needed sleep. Just as she settled into bed, however, her manager barged in.

"Get up! We need to discuss something," Elena said, her voice sharp with urgency.

Daisy groaned, reluctantly sitting up in bed. "What is it?" she mumbled, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

"They want you to host the Grammys tomorrow," Elena announced, scrolling through Daisy's emails. Daisy's eyes widened as she sat upright in her chair.

"Seriously?" she asked, bewildered. She was completely outside the music world. "Why me?"

Elena shrugged. "They said it'll buzz the internet and attract attention." Daisy hummed thoughtfully. "Well, what do you think? Should I accept?" She genuinely valued Elena's opinion on these matters.

"I think it'll be a fantastic opportunity. And who knows? You might finally meet someone special and stop making me suffer through your single life," Elena teased. Daisy rolled her eyes, standing up from her seat.

"I guess I'll do it. It sounds fun."

Elena smiled in approval. "Great! I'll let them know. Get some sleep, okay?" Daisy returned the smile, wishing her a good night.

Once Elena left, Daisy locked the door and flopped back onto her bed, pulling out her phone to text Dylan.

Daisy: Fancy going to the Grammys tomorrow?

It took only seconds for her phone to buzz with a reply, eliciting a chuckle from her.

Dylan: Hell yeah! But how come you're going to the Grammys? Didn't know you started a music career without telling me.

Daisy: Haha, loser. I didn't! I was invited to host it, actually.

Dylan: Of course they did. Am I really allowed to come?

Daisy: Yep! They said I could bring whoever I want, and I'm also invited to the after-party if you'd like to come.

Dylan: Again, hell yeah! I'll check with my girlfriend if she wants to join, if that's fine?

Daisy: Of course! I haven't seen Britt in a while. Can't wait to catch up.

Dylan: Perfect! I'll text her now. Sleep well!

Daisy: You too! x

Placing her phone on the nightstand, she turned off the lights and snuggled into a cozy sleep.

Morning sunlight crept in through her window, accompanied by loud banging on her trailer door. Daisy groaned, pulling her blanket over her face.

"Who is it?" she shouted.

"It's Elena! Come on, we've got to go. Dylan's waiting!"

Daisy shot up, suddenly aware that the Grammys were indeed today. She rushed to open the door, revealing a typically grumpy Elena.

"Hurry up! Take your daily shower and head down to the makeup and wardrobe departments," Elena instructed. Daisy nodded and Elena walked off.

Stepping into the shower, Daisy found her thoughts spiraling. What if she didn't do well? What if she mispronounced someone's name? What if she stuttered? Her overthinking took over until her phone rang, prompting her to rush out of the shower and head to the clothing department.

Inside, she was greeted by the stylists, who welcomed her warmly. Her eyes landed on Dylan, already getting dressed.

"What a fancy, lame suit," she joked, walking toward him. He rolled his eyes in response.

"I'm definitely making it work," he said confidently. Daisy nodded, then mused aloud, "I wonder what I'll wear tonight."

No sooner had she spoken than a stylist returned with her outfit for the evening.

Daisy gasped in amazement at the sight. "This is gorgeous, Lily!" she exclaimed, admiring the dress while feeling its luxurious material.

"Thanks, Daisy! I thought the black and pink would look stunning on you," Lily replied with a smile. Daisy beamed in gratitude before heading to the changing room.

Slipping on the dress and the accompanying platform heels, she emerged and twirled around, prompting applause from everyone in the room. She smiled graciously, thanking them before settling into a chair for her makeup.

After thirty minutes, Elena returned to complete her look by fastening the necklace and earrings, adding the final touches for the evening.

Daisy pulled out her phone, placing her hand on her thigh to showcase half of the dress and her stylish heels. She snapped a picture and posted it on Instagram with the caption, "Guess 👀."

chapter 2 is done, i hope you guys are interested and don't worry they will meet soon im just taking things nice and slow xoxo