Partners With Taylor Swift

Chapter Twenty-Two

LUNA'S POV

Talen and I are maybe dating, maybe not... I'm not quite sure yet.

My band and I just finished recording and the editors are going to send it to the publishers so it should all be done in about a month. And soon, I may even be going on my own tour! My parents, Olivia, and the rest of her family are going to see the concert tonight. I'm really nervous because this will be the first time the say it in person.
What if I forget the words?
What if my voice cracks?
What if everyone laughs!?
It could ruin my reputation!
Breath, Luna... breath...

Since we finished recording, I've had more free time, so Talen and I went on dates. First, we went to the movies and saw Suicide Squad. Then we went to a romantic dinner. And then we went to the beach and he kissed me just as the sun set. It was so romantic.

"Thanks for the date." I said as he grabbed hold of my hand.
"You're worth it." he replied, making me smile.
"Well, well, well." I gasp when I hear the  familiar voice.
"Olivia?" I ask "Is that you?"
She comes closer, "So, this is why you two are always gone!?"
Talen let's go of my hand to comfort his sister, "Olivia. Just hold on, it's not what it looks like."
She unless away, "Yes, it is! You two are dating and you didn't even tell me!"
"Olivia." I say sympathetically "I'm sorry, but we were just waiting for the right time."
"Luna, stay out of it!" she snapped "I came all the way over here to see my best friend and this whole time it's been all about you! 'I have to record!' 'Taylor and I are doing this!' 'I have to go do that!' And now that you're free, you won't even play cards with me." She looks at me, then Talen, then back at me "Forget it!" And with that, she was storming off back to the hotel.

Talen gave me a look, then ran after her. So I was left in the dark with only the sound of the waves crashing. I thought about everything that's been happening since I met Taylor. It's been a dream come true! But it's also been really hard... and Taylor warned me about it. I've been really careless, I haven't been trying to be selfish, I've just been... careless.

Tears were streaming down my cheeks as I debated on what I should do. When an idea popped into my head. I need to give up my fame.

***

I watched as George closed up the recording studio. He was just about to shut the door when I slipped one of those door stopper things there, then I hid again. He walked to his car, started it, and drove away. When the lights were out of sight, I entered the studio. It was pretty creepy at night with no lights on.

I walk up to the main computer and go to the emails. I look for the one they sent to the publishers and deleted it. Then I went into the storage and deleted my album by dragging it over the trash icon. I let out a breath of relief and sadness. It's done.
"I've given up my fame," I tell myself "But it's for the best." I get up, shut off the computer, lock the door, and head back to the hotel.

A.N/ 😳 woah. What did I just write lol. Please comment and vote bye!