Taylor Swift x Reader Imagines(GxG)

Tw: Selfharm and ED
Tree is Y/N's Godmother
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I was cooking in the kitchen, waiting for mom to come home.

The odor of tomato souce flew through the air as I poured cold water onto the noddles. The steam climped up and entered my lungs.

After a deep breath I focused myself on the tomato souce to finish it. My glance fell at the scars on my arms.

Drifted up in my thoughts I did not noticed Taylor coming home till she stood behind me. "Hello Babygirl", she said, causing me to snap back into reality.

Immediately I pulled my sleeves down and turned around.

"Hello Mom", I said with a nervous smile.

"You alright honey?" She tilted her head a bit. "Yeah I cooked for us", I said with a proud smile.

Taylor glimpsed before pulling me into a hug. "Thank you babygirl", she whispered in my ear. "Can you make me a coffee? I'll go change myself in something cosy", Taylor asked me.

"Yeah goahed."

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After a lovely dinner I went straight up to my bedroom, since it was connected to my bathroom I could easily threw up.

After locking the bathroom I headed to the toilet to kneel down.

Taylor Pov:

I stood infront of Y/N's bathroom, listening to her gagging as she threw up. My heart broke in thousands pieces as the puzzle pieces connected in my head.

Y/N behaviour changed since her girlfriend left her, although she always seems happy the sparkling in her eyes faded.

Sadly I left her room, I didn't want to force her into talking to me. She needs to come on her own.

Time skip 2 weeks later

"Taylor's here", I said into my phone speaker.
"Hello Miss Swift, we need you to pick up your daughter Y/N she passed out during math and she's not feeling well", the woman said with a worried undertone.

"Be there in 5 minutes", I hung up and ran to my car.

Y/N POV:

I was laying in the schools hospital room waiting for my mom. After a couple minutes she entered the room followed by Tree and a security.

"Y/N how are you?" Taylor asked worried as she ran over to me, before lifting me up with her hand on my back.

"I feel a bit dizzy", I mumbled, not daring to look her in the eyes. Taylor scooped me up like a baby. Her security took my bag and Tree took my jacket.

Mom gasped as she felt my weight loss. "What happend?" She asked softly. "I don't want to talk about it", I mumbled before looking down.

Everyone looked at us. As someone tried to take a picture, Taylors security guard took the phone. Tree covered me with a jacket, so no one could take a picture.

Finally I was placed in the car, my head resting on Taylors thighs. Tree took my legs and placed them on hers, so I was laying comfortable.

Slowly I drifted up to sleep.

After a while I woke up, finding myself in moms bed. As I noticed that I had different clothes on, the panic immediately hit me.

In less then a second I was sitting in the bed, seeing my arms covered in bandages.

"You're awake", Taylor said tired, before lifting herself up. The words I wanted to say, after opening my mouth didn't came out. It was clear that Taylor had seen my arms.