Taylor Swift x Reader Imagines(GxG)

Shopping can be difficult (mother Imagine)

Tw: mention of rape.
Panic attack and trauma
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"Are you ready hun?" Mom shouted from downstairs, her voice ecchoing through the hallway like a ball. I dared a last glance in the mirror and took a big breath. "I can do it", I whispered before leaving the room.

Taylor stood there and smiled as she saw me, I was wearing her hoodie. "I can't belive my daughter is the most beautiful girl on planet", she said, before giving me a kiss on the forehead.

Taylor smiled at me and took a cap to place it on my head, then she gave me the sunglasses, before putting her cap on the head. "Let's go honey", she said with a smile. I hooked my arm with hers and walked to the black SUV infront of the house.

Mom opened the door, slowly she raised her hand to help me step in. After I placed myself in the car, Taylor took the place next to me. "Our last mother-daugther day was ages ago", Taylor said with a smile, meanwhile her index-finger boobing my nose.

"We should do this more often!" I responded, I rested my head against her upper arm. Taylor adopted me when I was seven, now Iam 18 and had the best life.

Atleast that's what was in Taylors mind. She is truly a loving person, but she can't protect me from everything or everyone. Two month ago I got raped, but I never told anyone.

I was struggling on my own and wanted to keep this as a secret.

We arrived at the mall and stepped outside the car. Luckily there were no Paparazzis or people who wanted to disturb us.

"We should get matching bracelets!" Taylor said excited before dragging me into a jewler. We looked around and there was one with a moon and saturn. "Momma come here, I want this one", I said excited. Taylors eyes started shining as she saw them.

"They are gorgeous, just like you", she giggled. She bought them, I had the saturn and she had the moon. We put them on and took a picture. After hours of shopping we decided to go for grocery shopping.

Taylors security guards had to carry all the bags. Something didn't felt right. My hands were sweaty and I was clinging on the cart more than usual. Taylor was putting the groceries we need in the cart.

An awful odor entered my nose as someone walked past me. It was the same perfume he had two month ago. My eyes sharpened and for a short moment the air left my body.

Taylor noticed my behaviour and looked worried into my eyes. "Are you okay hun?" She said with a firm voice. I shook my head and took a big breath. "Yes everythings fine", I gave her a fake smile, before continuing to push the cart. As we made our way to the vegetable aisle, someone walked past us.

My eyes widened. The earring. The perfume. The scar behind his ear. It was him.

My chest tightened and I grapped Taylors arm. I digged my nails into her fabrics. Taylor tilted her head. She saw my with panic filled eyes, which were filled with tears. "I-I can we? Uhm out", I stumbled, my heart beating faster with every second.

Taylor layed an arm around my shoulder and hushed with me outside of the store. Somehow she managed to get me into a more quiet area. She sat me down and grapped my by my shoulders.

"I... I can't breath Momma", I gasped, my eyes widened in panic. "Y/N you're okay, it's just a panic attack, breath with me babygirl, mommas here", Taylor assured me, her hand brushing softly against my skin.

Hysterical I shook my head and covered my ears with my hands. "It feels like Iam dying momma."

Taylor urged herself not to have panic aswell, she tried her best to stay calm. “I know it feels like that, but I promise you, you’re not. Look at me, honey. Breathe in through your nose, slow and steady, like this.” She demonstrates, exaggerating her breath.

Taylor took my hands, grounding me. “Hold my hands. Feel them. Focus on how they feel, okay? You’re here with me.”

I squeezed my mother’s hands, my breath slowly evening out as Taylor counts out loud. “One… two… three… four… that’s it, sweetie. You’re doing so good.”

After a couple minutes I calmed down, still heavy breathing as I looked into Taylors blue eyes. Taylor wiped my tears away. "Do you wanna tell me what triggered you?" She whsipered slowly.

"Can we get out of here?" I asked her back. Taylor nodded before helping me up, I was still shaky sk she wrapped an arm around me. We headed to the car and placed ourselves at the backseats.

I told Mom everything about everything that happened and I knew it was shattering her.  We arrived at home and went straight to her bedroom.

We changed into cosy clothes and cuddled up into her bed. My head rested on her chest as she caressed through my hair. "Iam sorry for not telling you", I mumbled.

"It's okay honey, but please know that you can tell me everything!", she said with a soft voice. "You're never alone", Taylor pulled me closer. Her embrace was like a shield trying to protect me from this world.

"I won't let anybody hurt you again", she whispered in my ear. I was tired and had struggle to stay awake, but I was to scared to sleep.

"Can I sleep here?" I whispered. "Ofcourse Darling", she tugged me into her blanket and wrapped her arms around me. "Mommas here babygirl", and as Taylor said this she knew her babygirl will ever be her little princess.