Chapter 8: the story of us
"So tell me more about your family. " Taylor said.
Why would she even care about my family? We aren't interesting people.
"Well. Not much to say about them. There's just my mom, dad, and me. I never had any siblings. I've never really wanted any. Until lately. I have really started to like kids. "
Why does Taylor even care??
"What do your parents do for a living?"
"My mom is veteran and my dad writes for the local paper. We don't have very much money so that's why I have only been to one of your concerts. " I said.
"Awe honey! Well it seems like you come from a very good family. " Taylor said.
"I guess I do. But my parents ignore me a lot. They always get so caught up in other things, sometimes they forget me. "
"Oh. I'm sorry. "
Taylor probably isn't sorry. Why would she care about my family life? She's a multi millionaire and she's asking about some poor kids family. That doesn't seem legit.
"It's fine. I'm used to it now. "
Me and Taylor are sitting on the couch watching the giver. I've never seen it before and I'm trying to watch it but I can't concentrate. I keep thinking about how Taylor most likely doesn't care about my family life. She probably was just asking to be nice. She probably didn't even want to do the biggest swiftie contest! Why am I doing this? I know Taylor loves her swifties and cares about us so much. I shouldn't be doubting her.
"What's your family like? I know you always say your mom is super nice and Austin is so much better than you are. But tell me more. " I said breaking the silence.
"Well, my mom really is super nice and that's all too it. My dad is a little bit strict but that came in handy through my high school years. And I do believe Austin is better than me in every way. It seems like you already know a lot about my family!"
"Kinda. Well, yeah. I've been a swiftie for a Long time! And I always used to google you. And I might still do it. "
Taylor laughed.
"Well thank you for being a swiftie. It means a lot to me. And I'm so happy I thought of doing a biggest swiftie contest! It's been so fun these past few days hanging out with you!"
So Taylor thought of doing the contest! Not her publicist. That's so cool!
"No problem! I love hanging out with you too obviously!"
I should probably call my parents. I haven't talked to them since I left. But maybe they already forgot they have a 15 year old daughter. They haven't called or texted me once since I got to New York.
"I'm going to call my parents." I told Taylor.
I went to my room and got out my phone.
H: hey mom!
M: hi honey! Are you having fun?
H: yup! Taylor is so amazing!
M: me and your dad miss you so much! We can't wait for you to come back home!
H: well I still have 2 months! And this is the best thing that's ever happened to me!
M: I'm glad to hear that! Me and your dad are going to go on a drive now. I'll talk to you later. Ok?
H: ok bye mom.
And we hung up. I doubt mom and dad can't wait for me to come back. They are probably happy that I'm gone. I went back downstairs with Taylor.
"Selfie!" Taylor yelled and took a selfie with me.
"Tumblr!" She yelled.
I rolled my eyes and went back over to the couch. I sat down and dibbles jumped onto my lap. I started petting her. She kind of reminds me of Alison. But I don't really know what kind of cat Alison is. I found her a stray and just kept her. All I know is that she is a mix of a lot of things. I tried to go as back on watching the giver. But I still can't concentrate. Something is bothering me but I don't know what. I feel like something isn't right. But I don't know what it is! Why am I feeling like this? Did something happen? I got up and went to the kitchen. Nothing happened to Taylor. She's standing right in front of me! I know dibbles is ok. I was just petting her. What about Meredith?! I walked around frantically trying to find her. I eventually found her in Taylor's room asleep on the couch.
"Hayden? What's wrong? Are you ok?" Taylor asked.
She came up behind me and scared me. I jumped.
"I don't know. I have this gut feeling that something is wrong. But I don't know what. You and the cats are all ok... Alison!" I yelled.
I quickly ran upstairs to call my mom again. I have to make sure Alison is ok!
I called mom. No answer. I called again. No answer. What if something happened to mom and dad?!
Then I heard Taylor's phone ring...