(Musicians AU- Requested by Anonymous on Tumblr)
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(Contains mature content)
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The sound of Taylor's phone vibrating loudly on her bedside table rouses her from her peaceful slumber. Taylor is still overcome with exhaustion from the previous day so she doesn't bother to open her eyes and just ignores her phone, determined to fall back into sleep's arms.
Right as she's about to drift off, another loud buzz elicits from her phone. Taylor reluctantly opens her bleary eyes in annoyance and glares at her phone.
The only light present comes from the screen of her phone, the windows offering her room nothing but pitch black darkness- a sign that it was way too early for her to be receiving phone calls at a time like this.
"Shut up..." She murmurs before shifting in her bed and closing her eyes once more. For all she cares, whoever calling can wait until dawn for a reply.
Taylor sinks deeper into her bed and hugs her comforter close to herself. Her breathing is even, her mind is completely at peace, and her phone has finally stopped buzzing. She can feel herself slowly slipping into slumberland.
Then suddenly, her phone starts vibrating once more, rudely yanking her out of sleep's grasp.
She glares at her phone, a frustrated growl escaping her throat. Left with no other choice, Taylor begrudgingly throws a careless arm out and reaches for the buzzing phone. She silently wonders exactly who in the world is being so insistent to contact her right now.
Holding her phone at arm's length, she winces at the harsh light as she tries to decipher the glowing screen.
It takes her a moment to realise that the screen is blurry, and another to realise that her vision is blurry. Once she remembers that she doesn't have her glasses on, Taylor brings her phone to her face, squinting at the bright screen illuminating in the darkness of her room.
Slowly, the words on the screen begin taking shape, morphing from shapeless black blobs to intelligible alphabets.
4 missed calls from Tree Paine.
"Shit..." A frown takes place on her lips, her eyebrows knitting. A call from her publicist at three in the morning was bad enough, but four calls? This has nothing but trouble written all over.
Scrambling out of bed, she turns the lights on and hurriedly puts on her glasses. She then proceeds to begin to scouting for her laptop, dialling her publicist's phone number as she does so.
Tree doesn't take long to answer her call. "Hello, Taylor?"
"Yeah, what's wrong? What happened?"
"Oh, thank god you answered. The media's blowing up because of one of your tweets." Tree informs.
"Wait, what?" Taylor asks, evidently bemused. Opening Google, Taylor quickly types her own name into the search bar. Her jaw drops to the ground like an anvil when she sees the headlines bearing similar titles.
Taylor Swift Subtweets Karlie Kloss
Taylor Swift: Disses Karlie Kloss
TSwift vs Klossy: Whose Side Are You On?
