At least i'm trying- Taylor Swift story

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12.04.2023
Monday

Alexa's pov

Me and Aimee just came out of the the Eras Tour movie in the cinema. It was amazing.

It was my second time seeing it but Aimee's first. Unfortunately no one was dancing this time but we still screamed the lyrics.

I screamed to all the songs and Aimee just screamed to the ones she knew. She somehow didn't know folklore, evermore, some of the songs from midnights or ATWTMV.

I really have to force her to listen to them because not knowing these songs should be considered a crime.

"I think that my voice is gonna be gone tomorrow" she said.

"Yeah, i don't think i'm going to completely lose mine because i belt some of those songs out everyday but my throat is definitely gonna hurt" i replied.

We continued to talk about the movie as we waited for Alex to pull up with the car so he can take us home.

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Me and Aimee were talking as we came into the living room and i saw Ed Sheeran sitting there talking with Taylor.

"Omg Aims, your twin is here" i told her with feigned seriousness. She glanced at him and understood what i meant as i've always joked about their 'similarities' and playfully punched my arm.

Taylor laughed before officially introducing me and Aimee to THE Ed Sheeran. He turned out to be a pretty chill dude.

At one point Taylor said she would go make dinner and and i shuddered as she mindlessly mentioned what it was gonna be- spaghetti bolognese.

Id have to eat my former favorite food, favorite turned fear food in front of my cousin, her boyfriend, one if her best friends and my best friend.

After a while Travis came home snd joined Aims, Ed and me in talking about whatever.

Eventually the dreadful moment of being called to the table came.

Everyone enjoyed their meal as they talked. They sounded so enthusiastic while talking but i didn't even know what the conversation was about, i only laughed if they did and stuff to seem involved.

I was deep in my head though, forcing the damn pasta down my throat, the sauce was great but tasting and feeling the pasta in my mouth made me want to cry. My self crafted and perfected acting skills came in handy though an i managed to not get any suspicious looks.

I was desperate though, inside i was damn distraught, one of my worst fear foods was now in my stomach and i had no time to prepare.

After dinner Aimee had asked Taylor about something that seemed to get the woman enthusiastic. They went out the room and to the garden to see something, i have no clue. but that meant that everyone was distracted with something.

My chance

I quietly made my was upstairs, and there i almost ran to the furthest from people bathroom.

After a longer than i would've liked amount of time, i was done. I rinsed my mouth and washed my face. I felt gross but relieved. i decided to brush my teeth even tho i knew i technically should've waited half an hour or so.

I couldn't risk wasting time or seeming 'off'.

I decided the safest option would be to govto my room, to pretend i had been doing something all of this time instead of just having mysteriously disappeared after eating.

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Hey!

I'm sorry for the messy posting and chaotic parts, i never expected for this story to become what it is and i'm not really sure about how i should continue it.

Do you guys have anything that you want to happen or not happen?

Let me know what you think :)

Also, you can thank Taylor for this part because i wrote it while not being able to sleep after watching the Argentina N2 livestream.

My brain is actually unable to settle down after witnessing everything that happened.

They literally look so happy + the endgame acoustic performance + is it over now and ootw mashup?!?!

HOW CAN I JUST MOVE ON AFTER THAT?

I'm sorry for that rant, but i just had to say it.

Anyway,

Thank you for being here!

Take care of yourselves <33