Taylor Swift Imagines

29|Being Swift

Imagine being Taylor's sister and being caught by the paparazzi trying to get something out of you but failing miserably.

Each time you want to go out to the streets, several people with cameras would come up to you. They would ask the same questions and it was about your famous sister, Taylor. You did not see to what was the point in asking questions from you but they did. And each time, you stopped yourself from getting angry at them. It would bring no good to lash out so you would answer them briefly saying the same things. Taylor Swift was the best sister that you could ask for. That was the closest thing that you can say without putting out so much.

Taylor was always busy. In between world tours and writing music at the side, she had no time for herself. Yet she found space to ask you if you were okay. Everyday around nine in the evening and you would know if it was her. She was so caring and sweet and she just made you happy, to know that it was possible for a human to be like that.

On a Thursday afternoon, you were about to surprise Taylor by showing up with her boyfriend. Apparently, everyone just took this in another side. The moment that you and Calvin stepped out, everyone brought out their cameras and took pictures of you, to which you said shit under your breathe.

Calvin took your hand and guided you down to the restaurant that Taylor was waiting in. She had no clue to what was going to happen. You had hoped that she did not think of this wrongly but knowing her, nothing would go wrong.

"Was this a good idea?" You asked Calvin, trying to hide the stress in your eyes.

"Yeah, I miss her and she misses me. It's all good." He says. Once you reach the restaurant, around 30 people were surrounding you guys. To your delight, Calvin was shielding you from the people around you.

"Are you okay?" Calvin asks. You were looking a little overwhelmed which is reasonable from all the people calling out your name.

You opened the door, letting yourself in. You saw Taylor by the corner. You walked up to her. When she faced up, it had looked like she has been crying.

"Taylor, are you okay?" You questioned, putting your hand on her shoulder.

"You brought Calvin here with you?" She asked, not answering your question. You nodded to which she gestured to the person to her left. It was your boyfriend. He removed his hat and saw you. He stood up, walked closer to you and he kissed you passionately. It left you with almost permanent blushes. You looked at Taylor in the arms of Calvin. They looked good together.

"Then why are you crying?"

"Because you flew him from Australia, what even Y/N?"