Partners With Taylor Swift

Chapter Twenty-Three

LUNA'S POV

I returned to the hotel. Olivia and Talen were quietly arguing and everyone else was asleep. I had originally planned to tell everyone what I did but no one was awake, so I went back to the bus with Taylor to see if she was awake. She wasn't. I sighed and went to sleep. I guess I'll just tell them in the morning.
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The next morning we all went out for breakfast. We were all sitting at a large table just chatting about whatever. The utensils and plates were clinking and everyone was laughing. Except me. I was sitting next to Taylor and Talen. Olivia was on the other side of him and I was on the end of the table.
"Everyone," I began, as their heads turned my way "There's something I need to tell you all."
"Is it that your album was officially sent to the publishers?" Taylor said and everyone started clapping.

I tried to shut the up, but George suddenly burst threw the doors and looked like he had seen a ghost. Luckily there weren't that many people in the restaurant.
"George," Taylor said with a confused tone "What are you doing here?"
George took a seat from another table and sat beside me and Taylor. "You'll never believe what happened?!"
I gulped, I know...
"What is it?" my mother asked.
"I go into the recording studio this morning and log onto the computer. But when I try to check the e-mail to see if they replied, it was missing. So, I just assume it didn't send properly, but when I head to the storage files, the album's gone!"
Gasps flowed along the table and everyone came to comfort me.
"I'm so sorry,"
"I wonder what happened!"
"This cannot be true!"
"How could this happen?"
"STOP!" I yell, but not super loud to disturb the other people "I'm the one who deleted it!"
Taylor shook her head, "W-Why would you do that?"
"Because..." I look at Olivia "Because I'm giving up fame!" more gasps that lead to some stares "It's hurting to many people and I just... I guess I can't do it right."

I didn't want to hear anything else they had to say, so I stormed out of the room, I honestly didn't know if I was going to cry or scream or anything. I just wanted out! I wanted to go home and stay there. Because I don't have what I'd takes to be a singer. I have the voice and songwriting skills, but obviously not the... media or friends.

If it wasn't for the press , Taylor wouldn't be mad at me. If it weren't for my fame, Olivia wouldn't hate my guts. But I can't handle it, I've screwed up too much this time. So that's why I've given it up. And that's exactly what I explained to Taylor when she followed me back to the bus.

"Well," she began "Were leaving tomorrow, so if your coming... just.... I dunno.... just think about it." And she went back to breakfast, leaving me in the tour bus all alone. I remembered the first day I was on this bus; when Taylor and I hung out and got to know each other more. When we had our first fight. And when she showed me a picture of her cat, Meredith. I smile as a tear drops to the floor.

Taylor has published 117 songs and has been doing this since she was fourteen, but I honestly don't know if I can do it like she can. I'm not as strong as her. Am I?

I pick up my song book and leaf through the pages. Then I slam it shut and chuck it onto my bed. I know what I need to do.

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