wrong Address, Gone Right. ~ Taylor Swift ff

Chapter 5 - In Which Taylor meets Camila For The 1st Time

CAMILA'S POV

Taylor. Swift. Is. At. My. Front. door. My. Idol. My. Everything.

Be cool, camz. Be cool. "Taylor swift!?" I grin maybe a bit too much.

Way to be cool, Quinn.

"I believe that's my name," the Soft Angel chorus That is Taylor's voice, chuckles. "Yeah. That's me."

"I- uh- I know who you are!" I blurt, "I'm just - a big Swiftie."

Taylor bit her lip. "Can I come in?"

I nervously laugh. "Oh, yeah yeah, of course."

TAYLOR'S POV

"My friend karlie and my brother Austin are in the car..do you mind..?" I ask the lovely, quite skinny, girl that is the one that sends me letters.

"Of Course, Tay." She smiles. "I mean Taylor. Sorry."

"No it's fine, I would like you to call me Tay, Camz." I chuckle a bit and walk out to get karlie and Austin.

I look at them, "guys, you can come in now."

Karlie nodded slowly, and walked out of the car.

Austin sighed. "do I have to go meet her?"

"Yes you do."

"Taylor please, I don't want too."

"Please, for me," I beg. Austin shakes his head. "For Camila," I try again. Another shake of the head. "For motherfucking Karlie!" I screamed and he, surprisingly, got up that time.

We all walk up to her house again and walk inside.

CAMILA'S POV

I'm trying so hard to not freak out right now.

Taylor swift is at my house. So his Austin swift. To top off the deal, also Karlie Kloss.

"So," I break the ice. It's been dead silent. "Why are you here? Trust me, I'm freaking out and am so greatful...but why?"

Taylor bit her lip. "Well, okay, I've been getting your letters..apparently trying to be forgiven, and I don't remember you, but I got attached to you and when you put a return address finally, I took a road trip, to you."

My idol knows. My idol knows all of my secrets. Well, the first Batch of them.

She came here, for me. That's insane! Oh my god.

I'm scared, fangirling, and upset.

Scared. Taylor knows my secrets. I love her but, I don't know the real her. I know the one that the pubic sees. I don't know what she could do with them.

Fangirling. Taylor came for me. Came because she thought about me. She even said she was attached. I'm dead. RIP ME.

Upset. In myself. For sending this letters. For continuing. For releasing my secrets in a handwritten physical form.

"You came..for me?" I question, making sure I was hearing correctly.

"Yeah," Taylor nods. "I just felt some kind of weird connection with you."

This is like every Swifties dream world. I will wake up soon. This is all a dream. Dream dream dream..this can't be real..no...it can't.

"By the way, I didn't mean to send those to you..I meant to send them to my ex friend Connie, got the wrong address I guess."

Taylor nods at me, "that explains it."

"So, uh, you met me. Must be a disappointment huh? I'm probably not what you guessed I would be. But I can tell you one thing. Those letters came from me and every word was true and who I was. And who I am is Camila Sydney Quinn."

TAYLOR'S POV

I feel bad for the poor girl. She has been though so much, I can tell by looking at her and by reading her letters.

"Yes. I wasn't expecting what I ended up getting," I started. "But it's better. Your better. Camila, I thought meeting you would ease my mind. One evening with you that's all I needed. But the more I know, the more I want to know. The more I want to know you."

Camila's Face, was Priceless. She bit her lip, and opened her mouth to speak again. "Well, your Taylor Swift. I'm not right for your life Tay. It would be best if you walked out now."

"No! Camila, I want to know you..I want to help!" I yell, but become softer and look Camila right in the eye. "I want to be your friend. Please, please, don't shut me out."

"Fine."

-

Karlie and Austin left, if your wondering why they haven't acknowledged their existence.

"Shall we go in your room?" I chuckle and laughed a little at my properness.

Camila smiled. "We shall."

I walked with Camila beside me, walked into her room, and saw myself pasted all over her room.

Cheeks turning red, Camila, laughing nervously.

"Oh! I know who that is, all over your walls. I hear she's insane." I joke.

"Really?" Camila smirks, "I hear she's amazing."

"well I hear she's - okay I'm done. No but seriously, that photo shoot was so fun!" I gave up on our sarcastic banter and squeal and point to her Polaroid Sets, the 1989 album Shoot.

"Tell me about it."

"Well I walked in to the building and..."

CAMILA'S POV

I spent all night, with Taylor, as Friends, sleepover.

We told our stories. Of love, of loss, of happiness, of Joy, of Everything until we fell asleep watch romantic Movies. Even though I know Taylor won't stay, I know we will be friends, forever. And even though she lives so far form me, I know we will remain friends. Like Taylor said, something clicks with us. Something connects. And that something is special.

A/N

Hey guys!! Hope you like this chapter I spent a lot of time on it. And, I changed my chapter thing. Instead of one word it's "in which _____" one word was kinda hard and wasn't working to me. Thanks for 50 reads, I know it's not much but it is to me. Especially with a Taylor fic, trust me reads see hard to get on a Taylor fic, my other ones just sat at 0 reads...so I'm really grateful💜💜 love ya guys✌️

-Cassidy