Call It What you Want • TAYLOR SWIFT X OC

THREE

three

Eva stepped into her apartment with a killer headache as she finally sobered up, She dropped the crinkled-up napkin on her kitchen counter and tried to smooth it out. But Taylor's drunk writing was hard to read, especially when her twos looked like three's and her fours looked like nine's. Taylor probably just wrote a fake number, right?

Celebrities like her couldn't just give out their numbers to the first actress they met at a karaoke bar. So she left the napkin there, but Taylor's words kept ringing in her head, don't text call me.

She decided to just get some sleep, and after tossing and turning for a bit, she finally fell asleep.

But then around 1 am, she woke up again, the headache pounding in her head. She stood up and headed to her kitchen for a glass of water, but her eyes drifted to the napkin on the counter. Would she even be awake right now?

Slowly, Eva dialed the number and then pressed the call button. It was one am, and there was no way she would answer until she did.

"Quick, how do you find a cheetah in the dark?!" Taylor said on the other line. "What?" Eva breathed out a laugh. "Use a spotlight!" The blonde laughed.

"That was horrible. I love it." Eva spoke back as she leaned against her kitchen counter. "Thank you, I try. You hungover yet?"

"Yup, I got a killer headache. I'll probably just run it off later." She informed the blonde. "Run it off?"

"Yup, or not." Eva started to walk around her kitchen looking for a cup. "Oh yeah! You're filming a movie... I forgot what it's called."

"Tudor... it's called Tudor." Eva told her calmly, she finally found a cup and started to fill it with water from her fridge, causing a tinkling sound as the water hit the cup.

"Are you peeing?" Taylor asked curiously making Eva laugh. "No, I'm getting water." Taylor stayed silent for a couple of moments before replying, "I don't believe you... it's okay, I've peed on the phone before. I'm not peeing right now though, that's weird."

"Why would it be weird to pee right now?" Eva put the phone on speaker and placed it down on the counter before sipping her water. "Because... we met like yesterday. We're not like that yet."

"Mmm, I wasn't peeing anyway, but sure. Why are you up right now?" Eva opened her refrigerator and brought out some leftover spaghetti. "I can't say."

"You can't say? Very mysterious." The brunette smirked. "Why are you up?" Taylor asked in response. "Hungover, thirsty, hungry, y'know?"

"Yeah... same. What're you gonna eat?"

"Spaghetti," Eva responded. "Mmm," Taylor groaned, "Sounds great."

"Come over and have some," Eva replied, then realized what she had said. She grimaced in embarrassment, before Taylor replied, "I would, but I have to be up in a couple of hours to meet Jack at the studio."

"Is it bad that I'm not a fan so I don't know who that is?" Eva asked sheepishly. "No, it's my producer and best buddy... who do you listen to?" Taylor smiled a bit. "Uh... The Beatles, The Neighborhood, Tyler The Creator, and... yeah. Some others too." Eva answered. "Not bad... I thought you'd listen to Kanye West."

"Nah, I'm not that type of person. I listen to your music with my friend Angelina though." Eva said, popping her plate of spaghetti in the microwave. A couple of minutes of comfortable silence passed by until Eva's spaghetti was done heating up. "Hey, I'm gonna eat my spaghetti, shave my head, then call you back, okay?" Eva told the blonde sweetly.

"Yeah, talk to you later," The blonde started, "Also, you'd look hot as cool shit with a buzzcut," Taylor added. "Toodles!"

"Bye, Tay," Eva said with a smile before hanging up.

Eva could get used to calling her that, or just calling her in general.

hiiii thanks for reading ! also I was watching it ends with us while writing this and I cant decide if its good or bad  also please don't expect these chapters to be proofread I'm too lazy for that