Imagine trying to bake a cake for Taylor and She found out way too soon.
You wanted to thank Taylor for everything that she has done for you so naturally you decided to bake a two story cake. You spent the whole day trying to bake it. Was it a good idea? Sure, why not. Were you a beginner at baking? Yes. You knew that this was not going to be easy. You had 48% chance to get all this together before Taylor comes to her apartment. You cracked the eggs, mixed them with whatever you had. You were slightly more confident. You pushed it to the oven and began to wait for the ending.
"Hey, Y/N? Are you here? Is that cake?" Taylor asked, placing her bag on the couch. She walks over to the mess that you created. Sure, you got the eggs in. It didn't mean that the flour got in. The moment you opened the bag, it burst all around you.
"Hi Tay! I was just baking for you." You said, eyeing the mess.
"You didn't have to. You do know that. You could have bought the pastry and took it as your own. I would have love that."
"I love you tay but seriously you have to help me clean all of this." You pleaded, giving her one of your looks.
"Nah, you're on your own." Tay says walking up the stairs.
"TAYYYYYY!"
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Taylor Swift Imagines
FanfictionWell what more can I say? This is all for the swifties out there. ( It says completed, but it's not.)
