A Path to Find You(Taylor Swift x Male Reader)

Lunch Date

Third-Person POV:

The hours passed in a blur of nervous energy as Taylor prepared for her date with Y/N. The afternoon sun bathed her apartment in a warm glow, but she felt a chill of anticipation as the clock ticked closer to 12:30. She paced around her living room, checking her phone for what felt like the hundredth time. Would he be on time? Would he like what she was wearing?

Finally, the sound of a knock on the door jolted her from her thoughts. Her heart raced as she made her way to the door, a mix of excitement and nerves bubbling within her. She took a deep breath, smoothed down her dress one last time, and opened it.

Y/N stood on the other side, and for a moment, the world around her faded. He looked effortlessly handsome in a fitted navy shirt and dark jeans, his hair tousled just enough to give him that perfectly casual vibe. A warm smile spread across his face as their eyes met, and Taylor felt her breath hitch in her throat.

"Hey, gorgeous," he said, his voice smooth and inviting.

"Hey!" she replied, unable to hide the giddy grin spreading across her face. "You made it!"

"Wouldn't miss it for the world," he said, stepping inside. "You look amazing, by the way."

"Thanks! So do you!" she said, her cheeks flushing at the compliment.

He looked around, taking in her carefully curated apartment, filled with art and mementos from her life. "Nice place you've got here. I can see you in every corner."

"Thanks! It's a bit chaotic, but it feels like home," she said, leading him to the door. "Are you ready to go?"

"Absolutely. I hope you're hungry," he replied, his smile broadening as he held the door open for her.

As they stepped out into the warm afternoon sun, Taylor felt the familiar flutter of excitement in her stomach. The light breeze tossed her hair playfully, and she caught Y/N glancing at her, his expression filled with admiration.

"So, where are we going?" she asked, trying to keep the conversation flowing as they walked side by side.

"There's this little sandwich shop nearby that I think you'll love. They have the best paninis," he said, his eyes sparkling. "And the atmosphere is pretty laid-back, so I figured it would be a good spot to chat."

"I'm all for that! I'm always down for good food," she replied, feeling comfortable in his presence. They walked in easy conversation, laughter punctuating their dialogue as they shared stories about their respective lives in the industry.

"So, how did you get into acting?" Taylor asked, genuinely curious about his journey.

Y/N shrugged, a playful smile on his face. "It kind of just happened. I did a school play in high school, and everyone told me I had a knack for it. Next thing I knew, I was auditioning and landing roles. It was a bit of a whirlwind, to be honest."

"That's amazing! I love hearing how people find their passions," she said, her heart warming at the thought of his journey.

As they reached the sandwich shop, Taylor felt a rush of excitement. The vibrant colors and bustling energy of the place matched the mood she was in. They walked inside, finding a cozy corner table by the window.

"I'm glad we came here. It feels so inviting," she said as they settled in.

"It's one of my favorite spots. The owner is super friendly, and the food never disappoints," he replied, glancing at the menu. "What are you thinking? I can recommend the turkey pesto panini. It's to die for."

"I'll take your word for it! I trust your taste," she said, flashing him a smile.

As they placed their orders and continued to chat, Taylor couldn't help but feel a magnetic pull between them. There was an effortless chemistry that made her forget about everything else—the weight of her past, the insecurities that had been nagging her all morning.