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Hazel had always liked New York. She loved the hustle and bustle of a large number of people, something that was so different from her life back in London. She loved the people watching that she could do on the streets, or from the window of her apartment bedroom, or when she went into some sort of public building, even if it was as mundane as a grocery store. Life in New York was always flashy and exciting, and it felt like there was always something to look at and something to do. Hazel loved that it was hard to be bored in a city so lovely and bright.
What Hazel didn't love about this particular trip to New York was that it was the first trip there in years that hadn't included her favorite person. Normally, when she'd go to New York, they would take Taylor's private jet, land on a private part of the runway, and get private transportation to the Cornelia Street apartment. Hazel loved that apartment; she loved the room that Taylor had decorated for her there. She loved waking up, walking into the living room, and immediately being greeted with the sunlight filtering through the windows. She loved being able to see Swifties on the street below, taking pictures in front of the building after Taylor had released her song that shared a name with the street she resided on.
She definitely didn't like the fact that she didn't know if Taylor still rented that place on Cornelia Street. She didn't like flying to New York on a normal commercial flight with her dad, even if they were sitting in the first class section of the plane. She didn't like the fact that the apartment they were staying in wasn't the Cornelia Street apartment. She didn't like the plain white walls of her room, and the basic white bedding that her father had insisted she bring, because, at the end of the day, he really didn't know what she liked as well as Taylor did. She didn't like the fact that, although Joe had offered to take her shopping to decorate the room, she wouldn't be able to share the experience with Taylor.
Life without Taylor had been hard. Scratch that, it had been borderline impossible. Joe had pretty much done all that he was able to do to limit Hazel's exposure to anything Taylor. Although he couldn't really limit the music that she listened to, or the clothes that she wore, he was able to set parental controls on her phone that prevented her from reading anything in the news that related to Taylor. Hazel knew that Taylor was on tour—she'd been starting the tour when Taylor and Joe had broken up—and although she had a picture of the tour show schedule that she was sent before the breakup had been finalized, she wasn't sure of anything more than that. She hadn't even been able to see what went on in the shows, since Joe and Taylor had broken up long before Hazel had gotten the opportunity to go to one of the shows. It hurt her more than she would've liked to admit.
Most of the time, she'd been dragged off to set with Joe, sitting in his trailer and having remote meetings with her tutors and doing online school while he was busy filming. Around lunchtime, he would come back to the trailer and they would eat lunch together and take a walk around set. Hazel didn't mind being on set, after all, she always found it cool to see the place that her father spent all day working, and she knew that she got much more insider information than the general public to what was going on during filming, and she wouldn't lie—she liked knowing what was going on. But most of the time, she was bored out of her mind and grieving the loss of Taylor.
It was dumb of her to think that way, anyway. For one thing, Taylor wasn't ever her mom. She had never officially been Hazel's stepmom, since Joe and Taylor had never been married. But that was the closest thing to the role that she had played in Hazel's life, so it was the way Hazel thought of her. And there wasn't anything more painful than losing her mom. But at the same time, she had to be real. It wasn't like Taylor had died or something, she and Joe had simply broken up. But the way that Joe worked to ban Hazel from knowing anything about what happened in Taylor's life made Hazel feel as if Taylor was supposed to be dead to her. She hated that she couldn't know what was going on. Sometimes, she just wanted to know if Taylor was okay, and there was no way for her to even find out about that.
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Fanfiction03.28.23 "stop, you're losing me" HAZEL ALWYN had seen the signs. She'd noticed how her dad rarely talked to his girlfriend. She'd seen the tabloids of him saying he wanted to go to her shows, but it had never been on his calendar. Yet, on the eveni...
