isn't it? [taylor swift]

chapter 2

They'd had every intention of attending the Met Gala after party. Leia had been given a list of instructions by Riven, knowing that if she wasn't somewhat prepared by her publicist for her first big event like that, that she would most likely end up putting her foot in her mouth and ruining her career before it even got off the runway.

The drinks had been flowing pretty quickly after dinner had been finished. Karlie had been making out with some male model at another table within twenty minutes, Gigi and Zayn had disappeared to who knows where and Blake, who was seemingly the only sober one, had spent almost ten minutes trying to get Ryan to stop asking Leia any question that entered his mind whenever he looked at the girl he had just met.

Taylor had even been dancing basically on Tom Hiddleston, something that Leia never thought she'd ever see or even imagine in her entire life. She was pretty sure that the girl was still with Calvin Harris, but judging by the way none of her friends seemed to negatively react towards the scene before them, Leia wondered if that information was incorrect.

Therefore, if anyone had told Leia before that night that she would end up staying the night at Taylor Swift's house in a massive sleepover with all of her friends instead of at the after-party that Riven had spent hours prepping her for... well, she would have instantly called them out for talking nonsense. But then again, that's what she used to think about having any of her singles be released let alone become an international chart topper in the space of a month or two.

But there she was, sprawled out on the floor of Taylor Swift's living room, surrounded by giggling celebrities in various states of inebriation. The room was a whirlwind of laughter and music, pulsating with the energy of newfound friendships and shared experiences. Leia couldn't help but feel a pinch of disbelief at her current situation.

To be even more honest, Leia had always imagined that hanging out with the Swift Squad - or whatever the press had been calling it - would require signing multiple NDAs and years of close friendship, not one night and one too many drinks at the Met Gala. She couldn't wait to call her sister in the morning, knowing fine well the girl was probably already seething with jealousy all the way from the UK.

Case in point, Leia was currently resting her back against Selena's legs as the ebony haired girl weaved her hands through Leia's hair to try and make the perfect dutch braids. The actor-turned-singer hadn't even been with them for most of the night at the Meta Gala, but she'd been with them during the time they'd all managed to get from the venue to the apartment.

Leia wasn't really sure why she had even been invited - she had been Karlie's plus one to the event, but the model had gone home with the guy she had spent half the night making out with. She'd said a goodbye to Leia, and then had left her in the company of her drunk friends. It wasn't soon after that when a number of them started to head over, and Taylor demanded that those that remained skipped the after party and had wine and pizza at her place instead.

From across the room, Leia smiled at two of the Haim sisters - Alana and Danielle, watching as they tried to figure out what pizzas they were needing to feed the group of them that had decided to crash at Taylor's house. She'd been a bit overwhelmed when they'd first came over, the trio all talking over each other as they joined the dance floor with her and Gigi, but now that they had all gotten changed into animal onesies that Taylor had lying around (why, Leia would never know), things seemed a lot more relaxed.

"Leia's allergic to jalapeños!" Este informed them from the other room as her and Taylor brought through a mug of hot chocolate for each of them. Leia smiled at Taylor as the blonde passed her the mug, their hands brushing for a second as the exchange occurred. There was a slight second where they paused, but Selena groaning behind Leia made their gazes drop as Taylor returned to handing out the mugs to the rest of the girls.