Taylor Swift x Reader Imagines(GxG)

leave her (mother imagine)

Slowly I crawled out of my window. My girlfriend Kylie helped me out. Mom didn't like her since she's 23 and Iam just 17. Plus Kylie was hurting me. I deny it everytime she asked, because Iam in love.

"Hello", my voice was barely above a whisper. I pressed my lips on hers. "Hello beauty", she smiled back.

Gladly my room wasn't far away from her car. As we drove away, I didn't noticed my mom standing at the window, watching me sneak out.

We drove into a quiet area, before we jumped on the backseats. She pulled out a bottle Tequila.

"Here for you I know you love this one", she giggled. We started drinking, after an hour we were both drunk.

Kylie layed on top of me roughly kissing me, before pulling my clothes off. She covered my neck with bruises and hickeys before she went down on me.

Another intimate hour passed. Since Kylie had a Tesla she let the autopilot drive.

"Was good to see you babe", she said before pulling me into another kiss. "See you babe", I responded, before leaving her car.

I wasn't too drunk anymore but the alcohol was still in my blood. Slowly I walked through the front door.

But as soon as I stepped in, the lights turned on. "Y/N SWIFT YOU BETTER EXPLAIN YOURSELF", it was my mom. And she was mad.

"Uhm", I didn't know what to say, but I dared to look at her.

Taylors face wasn't filled in anger. It was filled with sadness and full of worries. She came closer and did something I wasn't expecting.

She hugged me, before she started crying.

"But before Iam mad at you, Iam glad you're safe", she cried on my shoulder, all I could do was hold her.

"Iam sorry for worrying you mom", I started rubbing circles around her back. After a while I let go of her.

"And now I can be mad at you", she growled. She dragged me to the kitchen.  "What do you think sneaking out in the middle of the night?" She yelled at me.

"Then you come home, drunk, covered with hikeys and bruises?" She came closer with every step, as she saw that I flinched her eyes widened.

She knew all too well what was going on. "Honey, I don't want to be strict but there are rules you have to follow", she was a bit calmer now.

"Mom you won't let me see her, but I want her. I love her? Okay, do you understand? I. Love. Her." I yelled at her before standing up.

I wasn't on eye level but the alcohol boosted my ego. "But she hurts you physically", Taylor yelled back.

"No she don't", I looked her sharp in the eyes, the anger building with every second.

"Okay", Taylor said, before fastly raising her hand.

Flashback:

"You're nothing", Kylie said before raising her hand to slap me.

Flashback end.

I flinched and raised an arm to cover my head. "That's what I thought", Taylor mumbled.

"You went out, because you're scared of her hurting you", she whispered sad before lifting my chin.

She looked at the bruises at my neck, there was on bleeding. Kylie went a bit rough with her mouth.

"And she still hurted you, although you came", she pulled me into a hug.

"Iam sorry Y/N but as you're mom, I have to force you to break up", she said.

"No Mom I love her and she won't accept it If I break up", a tear rolled down my cheek.

"Yeah. I also won't accept a no. We're moving into the rhode island mansion", she mumbled.

I didn't had much friend here. Since I was homeschooled I haven't met many people. But the thought of leaving Kylie broke me.

She was the only one who really loved me. Her hurting me is just showing me her way of love.

"Mom I love her she's the love of my life, don't you understand?" I tried to fight back.

But Mom took my head in her hands and looked deep into my eyes. "And you are my love of my life, thats why I don't want you to get hurt", she said before pressing her lips on my forehead.

She knew how I felt. Going through a relationship like this was like a drug. You're addicted to it, but it only damages you more and more until it's to late for healing.

Taylor also knew that I didn't know that running away is okay, so she forced me into doing it.

"If you want we can watch sad romantic movies all day and cry our hearts out, like a real break-up. But neither I can accept this relationship nor I will accept it", Taylor spoke.

The tears started welling up in my eyes and I broke down in her arms. "Iam sorry mom", I cried.