You were on the city bus, as it took you on your way to a Taylor Swift concert. You have been to many concerts before, but this was your first ever experience to see Taylor live.
The 1989 album was a great album, and on your way, you had brought your headphones and had your phone on max volume as it went through each track on the album. When your favorite song had come on, you had started nodding and tapping your foot to each beat before you begin to clap your hands to the rhythm. You had gotten sucked into it that before you knew it, you had arrived. The place was a zoo as expected and you had to fight your through the crowds in order to get to your seat. You didn't have the best seat in the house, but you still had a good view of the stage Taylor would soon walk on. Tonight's agenda was to have the night of your life as someone you had looked up to since "Our Song" was about to perform your favorite songs live. Now these are the same songs that had helped you get you through some hard times and it was, if not already, going to mean the world to you to hear them live.
Before you know it, the show had begun and you were on your feet along with the rest of the crowd, singing along to each song played and lyric said that comes from the song. Each of her songs speaks to you in some unique way others wouldn't be able to understand.
During Wildest Dreams, you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you meet eyes with Andrea Swift, Taylor's mother. You froze on the spot as she begins to speak to you.
"Taylor was able to see from the stage and she really appreciates your support and enthusiasm. If it's alright, she wants for you to meet her after the show." You nod your head in excitement and allow her to put the VIP pass on your wrist.
"T-Thank you."
"No, thank you."
Andrea walks away to leave you to enjoy the rest of the show. This whole night had just gotten a little more magical.
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You were going to meet Taylor Swift! This was a dream come true as said before, she was someone you looked up to for quite sometime and idolized.
As much as you didn't want it to, the concert soon had come to an end, but to you, it wasn't over yet as you had one more thing to do. Once you exited the arena, you were escorted by one of Taylor's guards as he took you back to loft '89 where your allies of chosen ones were waiting to meet Taylor. The loft had a ping pong table, Xbox, and some other fun games along with pizza. Everyone was chatting amongst themselves and getting to know each other, discussing what they loved best about Taylor. Shortly after arriving, another fan had come up to you and started conversing, asking for your name.
"I'm Y/n."
"The name's Maya."
After shaking hands, follows by a friendly conversation until one of the guards announced Taylor was ready to meet you before going over a few strict rules as he signaled for Taylor to come in.
Taylor comes in and the sight of her in person takes your breath away. She was even more beautiful in person than in photos and videos you've seen her in. If you weren't mistaken, you swear that she had locked eyes with you for a brief moment and smiles at you. You were captured in the moment by her beautiful eyes that locked yours, but that breaks when she begins to speak up.
"It's nice to meet all of you. What's going to happen is I will be meeting you by having five to ten minutes one on one time with each of you. During the time, I will put my playlist on my 1989 delux album with the bonus tracks as you wait. Pictures will be taken in a pose of your choice. I want to thank you all for your love and support. It means the world to me and this my way of saying thank you to all of you."
You were at one of the ends, Taylor wanted to save you for last and you were okay with that. The idea of you and Taylor alone brought joy and jitters to you.
While you were waiting, you pull your phone out and begin a new game of Words With Friends. The fan before you was soon next, so you put away your phone out of respect. With Taylor being only a few feet away from you, it was tempting to fan girl about it and if you did that, you would be escorted out.
You watch as the fan leaves, now it was finally your turn.
