I Have A Celebrity Crush
I've had a celebrity crush on Taylor Swift forever. I like her music (not the new stuff as much), her look, her attitude. She's just awesome!
The story is a daydream I've had lots of times involving T Swift. The details change from time to time, but the major points stay the same. Here's how it goes.
I'm walking down a country road on a beautiful summer evening near our house when this white Mercedes speeds past, loses control, and spins off in the ditch. I run to the car to see if anyone is hurt.
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When I get there I see there's just one person who's breathing but not moving. I can tell it's a girl but I can't see her face. I get the door open and unbuckle her seatbelt and turn her so I can see if she's bleeding. She has a little blood trickling from her forehead, and then her eyes fly open and she looks straight at me and I realize it's Taylor Swift!!
Of course, I get all flustered and can't talk, but I get her out of the car and lay her on the side of the road and check her out for other injuries. She's broken her left arm and she says her knee hurts. I take off my tank top to wipe the blood from her face. The cut is small and not deep and I give it some pressure and the bleeding stops mostly.
Somehow she's lost her phone and I don't have mine, and the reception near our house sucks anyway, so we start walking toward my house. She still looks stylish despite the blood and her injuries. She's wearing these sweet jeans and an off the shoulder white top. And I'm in my sports bra and jeans. She towers over me but she drapes her right arm around my shoulder and we hobble back to my house taking extra care with her left arm.
When we get back to the house, my Parents aren't home, so I take Taylor to my room and make her comfortable on my bed. We pull off her jeans and top and i wanna look away and i don't wanna look away. She still looks AMAZING! I give her some sweats that are too long for me but still too short for her and a tank. I make sure she's still not bleeding and give her lots of ibuprofen cuz her arm is hurting.
I go down and make grilled cheese sandwiches for both of us and a glass of milk and she sits up and eats it.
She thanks me profusely for helping her and making sure she was ok and feeding her. She's so sweet. She asks me my name and I tell her Natalie, and she says I can call her Taylor. She asks about ME! She wants to know about my life and what I like and don't like and about boys and girls and music. Here I am with a superstar, and she's only interested in me!
We talk until late but she's tired. She asks me to snuggle her (on the right side) till she falls asleep. I can't believe I am doing this, but I take off my jeans and crawl in beside her intending yo get up and sleep on the couch after she's asleep.
But I zonk out before Taylor does. I wake up to my mother's loud voice. "Natalie Ann!!"
I'm so tired I barely open my eyes but when I do I jump straight out of bed and stand in front of my mom in just a soorts bra and panties while another girl is sleeping in my bed!!
"Mom, I can explain!" I cry. But Mom isn't listening.
"What are you doing in bed with a girl?? And who is she???"
But by that time Taylor is awake and looks up at my mom, and my mom recognizes her, and now SHE's speechless.
So Later Taylor and i tell Mom and Dad the whole story. We take Taylor to the hospital to get her arm fixed and make sure she doesn't have any more injuries. The tow truck already has Taylor's car out and fixed. I've given her one of my blue tops that's too small for her but she's says she thinks it looks great. She's ready to leave, but I don't want her to.
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Before she does she takes me in her one good arm and hugs me tight before whispering, "Thank you, Natalie. You're the sweetest. You're invited to stay with me any time you want and come to any concert you like. We are gonna be best friends. I just know it."
And with that she kissed me on the lips...soft and light and sweet...and then winked at me as she got in her car and drove away.
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So that's how the day dream goes. :)
The story is a daydream I've had lots of times involving T Swift. The details change from time to time, but the major points stay the same. Here's how it goes.
I'm walking down a country road on a beautiful summer evening near our house when this white Mercedes speeds past, loses control, and spins off in the ditch. I run to the car to see if anyone is hurt.
[image]
When I get there I see there's just one person who's breathing but not moving. I can tell it's a girl but I can't see her face. I get the door open and unbuckle her seatbelt and turn her so I can see if she's bleeding. She has a little blood trickling from her forehead, and then her eyes fly open and she looks straight at me and I realize it's Taylor Swift!!
Of course, I get all flustered and can't talk, but I get her out of the car and lay her on the side of the road and check her out for other injuries. She's broken her left arm and she says her knee hurts. I take off my tank top to wipe the blood from her face. The cut is small and not deep and I give it some pressure and the bleeding stops mostly.
Somehow she's lost her phone and I don't have mine, and the reception near our house sucks anyway, so we start walking toward my house. She still looks stylish despite the blood and her injuries. She's wearing these sweet jeans and an off the shoulder white top. And I'm in my sports bra and jeans. She towers over me but she drapes her right arm around my shoulder and we hobble back to my house taking extra care with her left arm.
When we get back to the house, my Parents aren't home, so I take Taylor to my room and make her comfortable on my bed. We pull off her jeans and top and i wanna look away and i don't wanna look away. She still looks AMAZING! I give her some sweats that are too long for me but still too short for her and a tank. I make sure she's still not bleeding and give her lots of ibuprofen cuz her arm is hurting.
I go down and make grilled cheese sandwiches for both of us and a glass of milk and she sits up and eats it.
She thanks me profusely for helping her and making sure she was ok and feeding her. She's so sweet. She asks me my name and I tell her Natalie, and she says I can call her Taylor. She asks about ME! She wants to know about my life and what I like and don't like and about boys and girls and music. Here I am with a superstar, and she's only interested in me!
We talk until late but she's tired. She asks me to snuggle her (on the right side) till she falls asleep. I can't believe I am doing this, but I take off my jeans and crawl in beside her intending yo get up and sleep on the couch after she's asleep.
But I zonk out before Taylor does. I wake up to my mother's loud voice. "Natalie Ann!!"
I'm so tired I barely open my eyes but when I do I jump straight out of bed and stand in front of my mom in just a soorts bra and panties while another girl is sleeping in my bed!!
"Mom, I can explain!" I cry. But Mom isn't listening.
"What are you doing in bed with a girl?? And who is she???"
But by that time Taylor is awake and looks up at my mom, and my mom recognizes her, and now SHE's speechless.
So Later Taylor and i tell Mom and Dad the whole story. We take Taylor to the hospital to get her arm fixed and make sure she doesn't have any more injuries. The tow truck already has Taylor's car out and fixed. I've given her one of my blue tops that's too small for her but she's says she thinks it looks great. She's ready to leave, but I don't want her to.
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Before she does she takes me in her one good arm and hugs me tight before whispering, "Thank you, Natalie. You're the sweetest. You're invited to stay with me any time you want and come to any concert you like. We are gonna be best friends. I just know it."
And with that she kissed me on the lips...soft and light and sweet...and then winked at me as she got in her car and drove away.
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So that's how the day dream goes. :)
