Taylor Swift One Shots <3

surprise!

A/N: hey yall idk why i've been taking so long to update this lmao but i guess i just haven't had any ideas. also anyone who knows about my other story about tilly and stuff i think i might abandon that or smth cause i've not been motivated to write in it since i got the idea to share it but if y'all want me to post the original complication bit that i wrote when i was like 10 or smth i will! as always don't forget to vote, comment etc idk what y'all do when reading these ✨

Taylor's POV:

The vibrations from the booming music carried through the floor and through my body as I danced. The crowd around me was massive. 80 000 people. All here to see me and my dancers and band and crew and help and support and love and have the best night of their lives. (A/N that was a lot of 'ands' i know but just read it like an excited 6 year old and it will make sense baes) My in-ear monitor clicked and clacked at its steady pace throughout the performance, until the booming vibrations stopped and the crowd moved like crazy.

My chest, rising and falling at a fast pace, was smothered by a blue dress that wrapped around me hiding the two piece underneath. Stepping out from the huddle I faced the crowd. Waving and smiling as I made my way over towards the piano and guitar that now sat at the end of the stage.  Picking up the guitar off the rack I pulled the sling over my neck and began to strum. The crowd was silent with anticipation, waiting for me to sing. As I began they quickly jumped around, yelling, screaming, cheering as I sang Would've, Could've, Should've, soon switching to Ivy just to make them feel even more ecstatic. 

Moving to the piano I sat down on the stool and brushed my fingers over the keys. Pressing my lips together I sang Forever and Always mashed with Maroon. The crowd screaming along with such happiness and emotion. You would think it feels the same after doing this almost every night for almost two years, but it doesn't. Each night brings different costumes, different audiences, different traditions, different accents, different languages, different crowds. Each night is different in its own special way.

A/N: i'm fully aware this was boring and lame and short but it's late and i'm tired (even my excuses are lame i know i should've given yall more) 😭 also i based this off my night being Sydney n4 because that was lowkey better then the night i was born 😝 though i could feel myself getting silently judged by my mum when i was screaming along to maroon cause yuor gif would die a hundred times to hear that bridge 😭😭