Who's Yours?

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Y/N's POV

"You know, everyone has a crush on someone. Who's yours?" Jimmy asks.

"Taylor Swift" I say.

"I mean, what's not to like about her?" I say.

"Have you met her?" He asks.

"I haven't personally had the chance to talk to her but I've been to her concerts." I say.

"Do you have a message to her incase she's watching?" He asks.

"Oh- uhm, hi?" I say.

"I would really love to meet you soon, Taylor. I'm a big fan!" I say.

"And she has a crush on you!" Jimmy says and we laugh.

And so that interview went viral.

Even Taylor retweeted it! She said she'd love to meet me.

I almost fainted when she did.

"How do I look?" I asked my publicist, Brie.

"Wonderful! Taylor would want you." She said.

"Like for real?" I asked.

"You're always so fucking gorgeous, Y/N. Why are you doubting yourself?" She says.

"Maybe it's because I'm meeting THE Taylor Swift." I say.

"The woman you are head over heels for." She says.

"But seriously, you look amazing. You have nothing to worry about." She says.

I made sure to bring flowers and a bottle of wine over at Taylor's place where she had invited me for dinner.

I drove on the way to her place.

I was stopped by her security at the gate.

I rolled down the window.

"Hi, I'm Y/N. Taylor invited me over." I say.

"Of course! Ms. Harrington, Ms. Swift is expecting you." He says.

He lets me in and into the driveway I go.

I got off my car.

"Would you like me to assist you with everything you're carrying?" He says pertaining to the flowers and wine.

"Thank you for the offer but I'm good." I say.

"This way, Ma'am." He says.

He guides me to find my way into the house.

"Ms. Swift will meet you in a second. Kindly wait on the couch and make yourself comfortable." He says and I nod.

"What was your name?" I ask.

"George, Ma'am." He says.

"Thanks, George. I appreciate it a lot." I say and he nods.

I was left all alone on the living room.

God, I was so nervous.

I was unconsciously playing with the pendant of my necklace.

"Hi, sorry for making you wait." Taylor suddenly comes out of nowhere.

"Oh, hello and don't worry, I also just arrived." I say.

"You look beautiful, Y/N." She says.

"Taylor, you're the beautiful one here." I say and she smiles.

"Oh, these are for you." I say before handing her the flowers and the bottle of wine I had brought.

"These are so pretty, thank you!" She says.

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