Chapter 40

everytime my writing group piss me off because i’m writing an original story i’m not passionate enough about so my writing become even more ass than usual, i come here and write another chapter to prove to myself i’m not that horrible of a writer… 

evermore might be a sad album but next chapter is all fluff hehe 

i hope you enjoy this! 

~ kathy 

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“TAYLOR ALISON SWIFT!”

Cameron ran down the stairs with her phone in hand, to find Taylor sipping wine on the couch with Jack Antonoff and Aaron Dessner. She paused, straightening her sweater and was just about to run a hand through her hair to make sure it looked good in the company of guests when she decided that it wasn’t nearly as important.

“Uh oh,” Jack raised a glass in a toast toward Cameron, who made a face at him. They met a while back, when they were living in New York and Taylor had invited Cameron to one of her recording sessions. He was also there when she recorded reputation, and Cameron had found that he was an okay conversationalist, and an amazing conversationalist once they were five drinks deep into liquor.

“Hi, Cameron.”

“Don’t hi Cameron me! What is this?” Cameron shoved her phone into Taylor’s face, the announcement for an eighth studio album. “No warning, no nothing, just this! Hi Jack, Aaron, I’m assuming the two of you were in on this.”

“Well, we were collaborating together-” Aaron started, but Jack slammed his foot down on the other guy’s when Cameron’s eyes narrowed and she turned her gaze to them. “In all honesty, you should talk to Taylor about it.”

“I wanted it to be a surprise,” Taylor shrugged, and Cameron’s eyes softened. “You’re always talking about how you’re the number one swiftie, here’s a chance for you to feel like one. Although I guess you’ve heard some of the songs already…”

“Consider me pleasantly surprised,” Cameron muttered and pressed a quick kiss to Taylor’s lips before she walked to the kitchen to get started on coffee. She called over her shoulder. “I just want you to know that you should be glad that you don’t live in a house full of swifties, because I know you just broke a lot of them because we are all insanely excited and you’re evil for not giving us time to prepare for this..”

“Noted!” Taylor laughed, and Cameron smiled as she walked back to the living room and handed the blonde a cup of coffee, which she took in thanks. Aaron watched them carefully, but remained silent as Cameron took a seat beside the blonde. “Oh, Aaron, this is Cameron. Cameron, Aaron.”

“It is a pleasure to meet you,” Aaron held out his hand, which Cameron took after taking a sip of her coffee and placing it on the table. She swallowed.

“The pleasure is all mine.” She turned to Taylor again after, eyebrows raised. “So, do I get sneak peaks or early drops or what?”

“You got to wait with the rest of them to get the fully swiftie experience,” Taylor countered and leaned back against the couch, blowing on her cup of coffee before taking a sip. “Come on, a few hours won’t kill you.”

“But…” Cameron fluttered her eyes, but the blonde looked away.

“Nope, whine to someone else about it.”

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Anderson

CAMERON ELSHER!!

Anderson

WHAT IS THIS??

Anderson

[attachment 1 image of folklore album]

Elsher

IDK I JUST SAW IT TOO!

Elsher

I LOCKED TAY TAY OUT OF OUR BEDROOM SO I CAN EXPERIENCE THE ALBUM IN PEACE

Elsher

SHE SAID SHE RESPECT MY DECISION

Anderson

So you didn’t know about it…?

Elsher

ofc not, gf privilege did not exist :((((

Elsher

does that mean u didn’t know either…

Anderson

No.

Elsher

HA! i still won best friend

Anderson

You literally just found out too

Anderson

This means nothing

Elsher

I W O N

Anderson

Remind me again why i put up with you?

Elsher

bc i’m awesome

Elsher

WHAT IS THIS EXILE BRIDGE???

Elsher

“i give so many signs”????

Elsher

jlkafds;;jkfladsjkalakflds

Elsher

i’m dead

Anderson

Good. That means I won the best friend war

Anderson

jk

Anderson

Please come back to life

Elsher

my tears ricochet revive me than killed me again

Elsher

wait “we gather stones never knowing what they means, some to throw, some to make a diamond ring” is so marvel infinity stone coded

Anderson

I’m stuck on the “i can go anywhere i want / anywhere i want just not home line” akljdf;afjkdl

Anderson

Kara Danvers coded

Elsher

YOU WATCH SUPERGIRL???

Elsher

the next question determines our friendship

Elsher

supercorp or that one guy in season 2

Anderson

Supercorp, obviously

Elsher

THANK YOU!!

Elsher

mon-ew need to go away

Anderson

You do know the actors are married irl right?

Elsher

pfft, yes, but their characters AREN’T!!

Elsher

august my love child omg

Elsher

spoiler for my next book hehe

Anderson

WHAT

Anderson

New Cameron Elsher story and I don’t know about it???

Anderson

Give me.

Elsher

check instagram in a bit heh

Elsher

now let me cry in peace to this is me trying

Elsher

wait

Anderson

“they told me all my cages were mental / so i got wasted like all my potential” stoppp

Anderson

Give my best friend a hug for me

Elsher

way ahead of you

Elsher

also the war isn’t over

Elsher

cuddling my gf right now hehe

Anderson

You’re so lucky

Elsher

go cuddle your husband

Anderson

-_-

Elsher

don’t let ur husband stop u from finding ur wife

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“I swear if you don’t stop dancing I will send Meredith on you,” Taylor pulled a pillow over her head as the same ten second song played for the hundred time from Cameron’s phone. She’ll admit that those songs were kind of bad, but the dances were fun, and she may lack singing skills but definitely not dancing skills.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time!” Cameron called over her shoulder as she made a turn and ended the dance with jazz hands. “Again?”

“NO!” Taylor groaned and reached towards Cameron’s side of the bed to shut off the phone. “That was the worst song I’ve ever heard in my life.”

Cameron pouted, climbing back into bed. “You know, someone out there is saying the same thing about one of your songs. But not me, because I love all of them.”

Taylor rolled over and made a bunch of unrecognizable sounds before pulling her duvet over her head. Cameron laughed, climbing further into bed and scooping Taylor, blank and all, into her arms. The blonde glared. “That wasn’t even a compliment.”

“You should definitely take it as one,” Cameron leaned down and pressed a kiss to Taylor’s nose. “Come on, you should do a dance with me. The people on tiktok will love it!”

“The dancing app everyone is downloading?” Taylor raised an eyebrow. “No thank you. I am a singer, but a tiktok dancer.”

Cameron sighed, but accepted her answer. She pulled the blonde into her arms and settled into the bed once more. One day, it’ll happen, Abigail would owe her twenty.

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cameronelsher

comments

luckytheducky who’s the blondie in the hallway…

jessicawill wait is that taylor swift???

swiftie1313 i know that blonde curl anywhere, cameron you’re not sneaky

kikielf IS MY FAV AUTHOR AND SINGER LIVING TOGETHER??

minowoos my worlds are actually colliding

       kikiself you miss the era where they lived in NYC together

       harrythegoat peak era omg! back when taylor post

abbyandy Girl.

       cameronelsher ajkflsdjafkdls;jafkdlsafdjkls

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The world unpaused soon, and although Cameron knew she had the chance to move back to New York, it just never really came up much in her thoughts. She was comfortable here, with Taylor, and it works, and there was no reason to change up something that works.

Abigail visited a few days after lock down was lifted, and Cameron pulled her into a tight hug as she walked into their home. “Welcome to the little corner of our world. Do make yourself at home. Homemade dinner had been prepared.”

“Not by you, right?” Abigail pulled back, and Cameron made a face.

“Fine, you can go back into the streets and see if I care,” she huffed as Taylor walked out of the kitchen with an apron that had the words ‘kiss the cook’ in front. She pulled the redhead into a hug.

“Hey, I’m so glad to see you. Ignore her, she has been in a mood.”

“Have not,” Cameron rolled her eyes, her hand reaching into her pocket for a small box she had recently started to carry around before she found somewhere permanent to put it. She even took it with her into the shower, which Mama Swift had told her she was being paranoid about. But this was Taylor the mastermind they were talking about.

Dinner resumed as usual, and they easily flowed back into their usual dynamics. It was nice, something light after a whole year of darkness the world had suffered through. Cameron finally pulled Abigail aside when Taylor excused herself to the bathroom and pulled out the box before she could overthink the conversation.

Abigail gasped, reaching for the box as if she was given a newborn baby. “Stop, this is so cute. When?”

“Call me crazy, but I want to do this thing where I take a picture a day for a whole year where I hold up a sign that says ‘will you marry me’ and then I’ll compose it into a video or like a photo collage at the end of it all and ask Taylor. And I got to pick a perfect date because you know how obsessed she is about thirteen and all of that, you have to help me.” Cameron let it out in one breath, her chest finally feeling lighter after it all.

Abigail patted her back and handed the ring back to Cameron when they heard the toilet flush.

“What are best friends for, right? We’re getting you the girl.” She winked, and Cameron smiled.

“What are you two bonding over?” Taylor narrowed her eyes at the civilized scenes between Abigail and Cameron, who argue more often than not as their love language.

“Nothing.”

“You’ll love it.”

End of Part VIII