Taylor Swift x Reader Imagines(GxG)

I spoiled you guys today and yesterday lmao. For today it's all I have. Chapter 10 is in work and Iam sure there will be an Part 11 and 12 too.
Actually I wanted this to have two parts lmao
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I sank onto the couch, my hands shaking slightly as I pressed them to my face. I wanted to cry, but something kept holding it back. Maybe it was the thought of what had just happened-the way Callie had stormed in and practically ripped Taylor's heart out. Or maybe it was the overwhelming fear that, somehow, I was becoming another source of pain for Taylor.

What if I'm not enough for her?

The thought kept creeping into my mind.

The door to the living room creaked open, and I wiped my eyes quickly, not wanting to be caught in the middle of the emotional mess I was feeling.

Blake stepped in, her usual easy smile gone, replaced with something softer, more understanding. She didn't say anything at first. She just sat beside me, her presence warm and steady.

"Hey," she said, her voice gentle. "You okay?"

I shook my head, biting back a sob. "No. I feel like everything's falling apart. I've... I've always known that Taylor was hurting because of Callie, but I thought, maybe... maybe if I was just there for her, it would get better. But now... I feel like I'm just another reminder of what she lost."

Blake was quiet for a moment, letting me get the words out. She then reached over, pulling me into her arms. I didn't resist. I just let myself fall into her warmth, tears finally spilling over.

"Hey, you're not a reminder of anything," Blake murmured, rubbing my back in slow, soothing circles. "You're you. And you're amazing."

"But what if I'm not enough?" I whispered, my voice breaking. "What if I can't be what she needs? I'm just-"

"Stop." Blake's voice was firm, cutting through my self-doubt. She gently pulled back so she could look me in the eye. "You are enough. Taylor is lucky to have you. Don't let your head tell you otherwise."

I sniffled, trying to steady my breath, but the weight in my chest didn't lift.

Blake smiled softly, her hand still on my arm. "I get it. You're scared. You want to be her everything. But you don't have to carry that burden alone, okay?"

I nodded, but the feeling of inadequacy still clung to me like a shadow.

Blake gave a small laugh, her voice light now. "Listen, I know this probably isn't the moment, but do you really think Taylor would let someone who isn't enough into her life? She chose you, and that's saying a hell of a lot."

I blinked, caught off guard by Blake's sudden shift in tone. "What do you mean?"

Blake leaned back slightly, grinning. "Well, it's not exactly easy to get into Taylor's inner circle. She's picky. And I mean really picky."

I let out a weak chuckle, the tension in my chest loosening just a little.

"And you, Y/N," Blake continued, her grin turning teasing. "You managed to not only make her laugh but also steal her heart. That's a big deal. So, if you're worried you're not enough, maybe you should remember who you're talking to. Me. Blake Lively. Who's telling you-you're enough."

I couldn't help it. I laughed, a genuine sound that made the tension slip away more.

Blake gave a wink, clearly enjoying herself. "Also, let's be real here-you've probably got the world's best girlfriend, so that's a huge win in itself."