Taylor Swift Imagines Book Three (gxg)

make me feel loved (requested)

The movie Taylor had turned on was just fading away. Everything was fuzzy, your only focus being her lips on yours as she kissed you so passionately it made you shake.

She had one hand on your cheek, her other was resting on your hip with her fingers spread out, a sign that she was just as comfortable as you.

Or, so you were for a moment.

Things quickly became heated. Things were becoming fuzzy. You could hardly keep your eyes open. But then Taylor's fingers were pulling at the hem of your shirt and you snapped out of the daze you were once in. You pushed her hand away and sat up. You pushed away the hair that fell in your face from your sudden movements and tried to ignore Taylor's burning gaze.

"W-What happened? Are you okay?" You took a deep breath and looked at her. "Yeah. I just got a little freaked out." You felt her hand on your thigh and you almost melted at her touch, if it wasn't for the worry lingering in your brain.

"Why?" You stayed quiet, only sinking your teeth inside your bottom lip. "Y/n, you know I'd never judge you. I'm here for you. Talk to me."

You saw the look of worry in her eyes. She was worried about you. And because she's not just your girlfriend, but your best friend and your confidant, you knew you could trust her and open up to her about anything. Which is why this time was no different.

"I just get insecure sometimes. I've never done anything with anyone besides kiss, barely even make out. I just worry I won't be good enough." A tear fell down your cheek and she wiped it away. "You're perfect."

You scoffed but Taylor hooked her fingers under your chin. "Don't do that. You are perfect, y/n. Maybe you're anything but in your eyes or to some other people. But to me, you couldn't be more perfect. I love you just the way you are. And if all you wanna do is kiss, we can do just that. Or we could watch a movie. Or, only if you want to, we can go a step further. But whatever you want, whatever you're comfortable with, is what we will do."

And if it was possible, you fell even more in love with her in that very moment.

You smiled, no longer crying. You didn't feel nervous or insecure. You felt loved. Because this was Taylor. She loved you more than anything and she'd always take care of you, always put you first, as you'd do for her.

"I trust you." You whispered with a nod of your head, showing Taylor that you wanted to take things further for the first time.

She pushed you back onto the bed very gently. She just put her forehead on yours for a moment. She looked at you with only a gaze she held for you; one of love, never lust. One of vulnerability and passion, and you had never felt safer in your life.

And as she intertwined her fingers with yours and pulled you in for another passionate kiss, you knew she was gonna take care of you, just as she always does.