Taylor Swift Imagines

43| Waiting

I am currently waiting for the plane to arrive. I am desperate for something to do.  I'm bored. I have not slept yet and I want is Taylor to be with me right now. So it became an imagine. I'm sure that my imagines are starting to repeat but I don't really mind. I would mind if I was reading it though so I'll try not to.

Imagine that you are waiting to board the plane to Nashville, bored as hell.

You were with your family heading to back to Nashville. It was tradition, right after December 26, you would go to one country. This year, you were choosing Nashville. You loved Nashville. You heard about the stories that roam around it. It was the home of country music. It was also where Taylor was headed and you liked that fact, pretty much. There was a chance where you could see her and even meet her. But for now, you wanted to see all the fuss about.

So lazily, you stood up from your bed. Woken up from Taylor's voice in the fearless album. You dragged yourself to the shower and got dressed. You made sure that everything was set before coming down. You were wearing this 1989 grey shirt that really cute. You even had a rose petal flower crown to match it with.

"Morning." You greeted your family, eating breakfast which consisted of pancakes.
"How was your sleep?" Your dad asked, trying to add you to the conversation.
"Yeah it was go-" You were not able to finish that sentence because you saw that Taylor posted a photo on Instagram saying  she was heading over Nashville. Your heart raced as the adrenalin flew into your blood stream. The odds were small but that did not matter at all. You had a slight chance of meeting her. It was the best feeling in the world.

"I'm guessing she found out Taylor is going to Nashville, what are the odds." Your brother said, his tone says that he was confident.

In a few hours, you were now checking in at 12 in the morning. You were restless and sleepy. All you wanted aside from meeting Taylor was for your head to rest on a surface, close your eyes and drift off to a dream. You also lacked sleep from the last minute packing. That was definitely a bad idea. You regret nothing though. You had settled at the side of boarding waiting area. Your eyes fluttered to close until you felt the chair beside you was taken. You glanced briefly and shrieked when you saw freaking Taylor Alison Swift. She was smiling widely at you, pointed at your t-shirt.

"Hi I'm Taylor."
"Oh I KNOW!" You said, leaning in to hug her.
"What's your name?" She asked. You looked at her and saw that pictures did not do any justice. She was more gorgeous in person.
"I'm Y/N!" You introduced yourself, trying to stop yourself from fangirling.
"That's a cute name. It does really." She complemented you causing your heart to swell. By the time that you had to board, you spent three hours with Taylor becoming quickly friends. She became your tour guides too.