Dear Rory,
I'm sorry about what I said.
I'm leaving for LA in two days.
Can we talk before then, please?
We can just drive around as usual.
I don't know how to do this if
you're upset with me.
Call me please. I'm staying at my
parents' house...
So, Suki got the most votes on the last chapter so, I guess brunette Suki is going to be Rory! but also like you can picture anyone u want
Enjoy this chapter<3 it's a hoot!
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Dear Rory, I had to cancel my first ever show today. I don't think we'll be able to postpone it either. It's because of a military coup in Thailand so it's like complaining out of my hands but I was really looking forward to visiting Bangkok for the first time. I hope I'll get to come back during a future tour. Love, Taylor
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November 29th, 2022
"You all set then?" Nana asks me as I put my bags in the trunk.
I walk over to her, smiling sadly. "Yeah... I'll be back soon. I promise."
She pulls me in for a hug, rubbing my back tenderly and I sigh softly, taking in her familiar scent. "You better. Call me as soon as you get home, alright?"
"You got it, Nana. I love you!" I tell her and drop a kiss on her cheek.
"I love you too, sweetheart. You take care, now. Drive safe, baby!"
I nod, sending her one more smile before climbing in my car. I start the engine and give it a few seconds, watching Nana climb up the front porch. She holds her front door open but doesn't step inside until I drive away. She makes sure to keep waving up until I make it to the curb at the end of the street where I stop and peek in the rearview mirror. She's barely visible, but I see her finally close the door and that's when I drive away completely.
I send Taylor a text a few minutes before I reach her mother's house, telling her I'm almost there, but when I do park outside, I wait another few minutes before sending her yet another message.
Rory: Hey! I'm a few blocks away. Meet me outside?
Rory: I'm here. Whenever you're ready!
Instead of texting me back, Taylor comes outside barefoot and waves to me.
"Have you had breakfast yet?" She calls out from the doorway. I glance at my coffee cup and back up at the blonde.
"I'm okay," I respond, rolling my window down. I don't really eat much for breakfast usually, if anything. "You ready to go?"
"No, mom's making me invite you in. She made waffles," Taylor tells me, shoving her hands deep inside the pockets of her hoodie, clearly cold. Her hair still looks wet in the little braid she has thrown over her shoulder. "And she's not taking no for an answer."
