chapter one: when we first met

                                    

                                          
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being a writer was actually a lot of fun, because you could play with words– though you had to be smart playing with the words. 
                          
"and i can still see it all in my mind...", you wrote on your journal, "all of you, all of me...?"
                          
"what's that about?" your sister asked, while you just shrugged, "uhm, love, as always?"
                          
the blonde just chuckled, "I know it is, maybe I should help you make it into a song,"
                          
"haha... maybe you should, tay," you nodded to your sister,
                          
oh yeah, have I told you that taylor swift is your sister? yep. 
                          
taylor swift is y/n's older sister and maybe that's why you're a writer yourself, just like her. your sister is a songwriter meanwhile you are more of a poet and storywriter. you love to write and tell stories and you just hope that some day– this passion of yours may lead you into something big and beautiful.
                          
"but seriously y/n, who is it about?" the blonde asked sternly,
                          
you blushed, "just some girl," 
                          
taylor raised her eyebrows at you, "is it someone that i know of ?"
                          
you didn't say anything cause you were too embarrassed,
                          
"is she a singer?" she asked and you shook your head,
                          
"she's a model isn't she?" the blonde squinted her eyes,
"cmon y/n, i'm your sister, i'm not gonna judge you or anything,"
                          
you slowly nodded, "i mean– yeah..."
                          
"blonde or brunette?"
                          
"uhmm," 
                          
"oh wait never mind, you dig brunettes..." she muttered, "ooohh there are so many brunette models"
                          
"give me a clue, y/n!" the blonde groaned, 
                          
"hmm well, you met her mom recently," you said softly
                          
"oh my god! wait! is it cindy's daughter? kaia is it?!" taylor shrieked meanwhile you started panicking because you're afraid the blonde might say something later since she knew cindy crawford pretty well
                          
"oh god, pleaseee tay don't say anything," you cried, "i'm dead if she finds out about this,"
                          
"aww my baby sister is crushing so hard!" she said as the blonde pulled you into a tight hug,
"good eyesights though... kaia's a cutie,"
                          
"she is," you blushed while smiling,
                          
"for how long?" she asked,
                          
"we've been seeing each other for about three months now..." you said softly as you scratched your head while smiling shyly
                          
"aww young love! now tell me the story on how you two met!" she clapped excitedly,
                          
you nodded,
"well... do you remember last VMAs?"
                          
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five months ago
                          
saturday is the best day ever. you could do everything on saturday because you didn't have anything to do. it was definitely a liberating feeling.
                          
LA usually didn't really have a nice weather, but today was an exception, it was great because it wasn't that hot, but it wasn't that cold either. just a perfect inbetween. so today, you were planning on grocery shopping at the nearest market from your apartment until your phone kept buzzing like crazy. you groaned as you pulled out your phone to find 5 missed calls from your sister,