DIFFERENT | TAYLOR SWIFT

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Taylors POV

With Ivory sitting outside of the office and Elle on the phone to someone, I'm writing down my details for the adoption.

Full name, phone number, email, etc. I didn't think I had to fill out so much paper work, I knew it would be complicated, but not this much.

When I finally finish, which I'm guessing is about half an hour later, Elle is typing something up on her computer.

"Done." I sigh, passing the paper to Elle.

"Okay," she checks each sheet, front and back to make sure I haven't missed anything. "I will email this to the department and then Ivory will be able to go home with you!" Elle grins, evidently happy. "Oh, Ivory is just going to love it with you. She's been crazy about you for ages, even before she came here. She's such a nice kid, always helping others, doing whatever you say with a smile. Uhm, you could probably go up and help her pack, everything should be right in an hour."

"Yeah, she is so nice! When I was her age everyone else was so mean, hopefully other kids follow in her footsteps. And okay, we'll do that. Thank you so much!" I reply, getting up out of my seat.

"No problem! And you might be a little shocked to see how many pictures of you are up on her wall."

I laugh and exit the room.

After closing the door, I turn to face where Ivory was sitting. Her face is red and slightly blotchy, like she's been crying.

"Are you okay?" I ask, going over and sitting in the low seat next to her.

She nods. "Can you imagine being adopted by your idol? When you finally meet the one person that has always loved you, and when you do they adopt you. This is like a dream, it can't be real." Ivory laughs, shaking her head.

"Well, it is real, and we've got some packing to do."

Ivory-roses POV

I open up the door to my room in the orphanage, and Taylor follows me in, carrying my fluffy white cat.

Taylor loves May, and May loves Taylor. Taylor full on squealed when May let her hold her. I don't know why, but I think it has something to do with Meredith being a diva and scratching Taylor when she picks her up. I presume that May will be with Meredith and Olivia, so I'm hoping there won't be any cat fights.

"Oh, this is pretty!" Taylor gushes, looking around. "You have so many candles." She says, walking over to them.

"Yeah, I guess you could say I've collected them. This one is a really nice smelling one, it's like a fruity smell." I point to a pink coloured one. "That one is apple and cinnamon and that one is lavender."

"I love candles, I always have at least one lit in my apartment." Taylor puts May down, and the cat rubs herself against my legs.

"Uhm, what should I pack?" I ask, grabbing my suitcase.

"Your clothes, and anything else you want to bring I guess. I'll help." She talks and opens my wardrobe.

Around twenty minutes later, I've packed all my clothes, my bedding, a few photos and May is in her cat carrier.

I don't usually have May in the cat carrier, but if we're going to New York with the busy streets I don't want her running about. I would hate for her to get hit by a car or walked on, or taken.

I only just realise that I'm going to be in taylor swifts apartment. Oh my god. I wonder what it looks like with all the furniture. I've seen pictures of the apartment, not all of it, but the kitchen and living room. I wonder what Taylors room will look like. I wonder what my room will look like. Will I have a room? Maybe she has a spare guest one I could make my own. What if we have to move? I would hate to be the one to take Taylor away from New York. She loves it so much. Plus, it's New York citay.