Taylor Swift - instagram imagine

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the car ride to the grammys was quiet at first. you sat beside taylor, watching the city lights blur past as the car made its way through the crowded streets. taylor had been looking over some last-minute texts, probably from tree or someone on her team, but when she noticed your leg bouncing nervously, she set her phone down and took your hand.

"hey," she said softly, her thumb brushing over your knuckles. "you okay?"

you gave her a small smile but couldn't hide the nerves that had settled in your chest. "yeah, just... there are a lot of people. it's kind of overwhelming, you know?"

taylor squeezed your hand a little tighter. "i get it. it's always a madhouse. but you don't have to worry. we'll stick together, and if it gets too much, tree's there. she'll make sure you're okay."

you nodded, feeling slightly better but still anxious. you knew how much taylor thrived at events like this, how she lit up under the lights, and how the cameras adored her. you, on the other hand, were not as comfortable with the spotlight. hell, you didn't even like getting your picture taken.

"you know you don't have to take pictures with me if you don't want to," taylor said, almost reading your mind. "i'll have to do the red carpet and all that, but tree can stay with you while i do the photos by myself."

you raised an eyebrow at her. "you know they'll still want pictures of us together."

she smiled, her eyes softening. "yeah, but just a couple. you can get off easy tonight, i promise."

you laughed lightly, though the thought of being on display like that still made your stomach twist. "as long as it's not too long," you joked, squeezing her hand.

"it won't be, babe. i've got you."

the car slowed as it neared the entrance, and you peeked out the window to see the flashing lights and swarms of people outside. the crowd was thick, everyone vying for a glimpse of the stars, and the photographers were already in position, cameras raised and ready.

"shit," you muttered under your breath.

taylor chuckled softly beside you. "you've got this. just stick with me, okay?"

you nodded again, and as the car came to a full stop, you took a deep breath. the driver opened the door, and you got out first, stepping onto the carpet and immediately feeling the eyes on you. the flashes started instantly, but you ignored them, moving quickly to the other side of the car to wait for taylor.

you opened the door for her, extending a hand, and she took it with a grateful smile. as she stepped out, you instinctively wrapped your arm around her waist, pulling her close as the cameras clicked wildly around you. the noise was almost deafening, but taylor, as always, looked calm and poised, her smile perfect and her hand steady in yours as she waved.

you followed her lead, walking beside her as she greeted some people nearby, and the chaos seemed to fade slightly now that you were by her side. every step, every flash, every shouted name—it was all a blur, but you stayed focused on taylor, her calmness keeping you grounded.

"just a little longer," she whispered to you as she waved to someone across the carpet. "we'll take a few pictures together, and then you can hang back while i finish up."

you nodded, grateful for the plan. you were already exhausted from the constant noise and lights, but you'd do anything for taylor. she guided you through the crowd, stopping every so often to talk to people she knew—lana del rey, mostly, who smiled warmly at you both. taylor's excitement was contagious, and while you weren't exactly thrilled about all the attention, seeing her so happy made it easier to deal with.