Professor Romanoff

Chapter 56

Soo I might be freaking out right now. Who am I kidding, I am. I was practically bouncing off the walls like a toddler who was given too much candy. Nat was trying to calm me down, but it was pointless. I am meeting the literal goddess herself.

"Baby you gotta calm down. You don't want her to think you're one of those crazy fangirls do you?" Nat teased. I immediately shut up and sat calmly in the car. "Hell no! I refuse to be one of those girls." Nat laughed "You kind of are though love." I scoffed, "How dare you! Yes I may be obsessed, but not stalker obsessed." "No of course not darling," She smirked. Wow how rude of her.

"Are you ready to go in?" Nat asked once we parked at the venue. "I'm literally so nervous and excited, but yes. I've been waiting for this moment my whole life," I said confidently. "Alright then lets go hot shot," she said, stepping out to come open the door for me.

We walked in the venue hand in hand, and my mouth dropped at all the merch that littered the walls. Multiple posters of Taylor's face hung against the wall, as well as T-shirts, keychains, bracelets, and any other collectible you could imagine. I think I'm in heaven. 

"I love it here," I sighed, spinning around to look at everything once more. "Yeah I bet you do. How about we buy some merchandise since only people who have meet and greet tickets are in right now, then well get in line to meet her," Nat smiled. "It sounds perfect my love," I replied, leaning up to give her a quick kiss on the cheek.

Nat bought us matching T-shirts and bracelets, which we both immediately put on. "We look so cute Tasha! We have to take a picture," I squealed, looking at her through the bathroom mirror. She rolled her eyes, but complied, wrapping her arms around my stomach, resting her head on my shoulder. I placed one hand on top of hers that were placed around me, then snapped a few shots. My favorite had to be the one where she was kissing my cheek. I was smiling so big, because god I'm just so in love with her.

"Are you ready to meet your idol," she lightly shoved my shoulder. "Yes oh my gosh come on we have to go to the line right now," I cheered, tugging Nat behind me.

The line was sooo fucking long. I didn't realize this many people would have meet and greet tickets.

My feet were throbbing from standing so long, but we were the nexts ones up. I was actually getting so nervous, because I could literally hear the angle speaking from behind the curtain. Like how the actual fuck am I supposed to remain composed and talk like a normal human being.

"You'll be ok baby," Nat cooed, picking up on my uneasiness. "I know I just can't believe this is actually happening. I am dreaming because please pinch me if so," I rambled. I winced when Nat pinched me, causing her to giggle. "Hey what was that for?" I pouted. "To show you that this is real and that you'll be okay," She replied, rubbing my arm where she pinched me.

"Next group you're up," the staff lady said. I turned to nat with a beaming smile, pulling her in with me. As soon as the curtain closed behind us, I was speechless. There she was, smiling at us beckoning us over. I was too starstruck to move so Nat had to gentle nudge me forward.

"H-hi," I stuttered, now standing in front of the singer. "Hi guys," she beamed, sending us her signature smile. "I love the shirts," she commented. Oh my god Taylor fucking Swift just complimented me. I know it's her merch, but damn I'm blushing so hard right now.

"T-thank y-yo-you," I mumbled. "No need to be shy love! Come lets take a picture." I nodded my head and went to the right of her while Nat went to the left. "Say cheese!" the cameraman said and we all showed our pearly whites. "Thanks so much for stoping by I hope you enjoy the show," Taylor said as we exited.

"I totally blew that how embarrassing," I groaned as me and Nat walked out. "No you didn't. You were just nervous and she complimented you so that's got to mean something," she reassured. "I guess I just wish I could've said more. Theres so many things I wanted to tell her. Like..like how her music literally helped me through my darkest days and how much of an inspiration she is to me," I said, with a few tears slipping down my cheeks. "Hey hey shh," she cooed "it's okay baby. I know you didn't get to tell her yourself, but that doesn't take away from the meaning of the words. You just sing your little heart out tonight and I'm sure she'll notice," she soothed, bringing me into her warm embrace.

"You're right. I'm just being a big baby," I laughed. "Stop that. You are not. Don't invalidate your feelings. Now, lets have a great night yeah," she smiled. "Yeah," I whispered.

We did indeed had a great night. We managed to get front row in the pit and I was so ecstatic. The excitement from the buildup of waiting for her to come out was indescribable. I could feel it bubbling up in my chest when soft music started to play, signaling to the audience that she was about to enter.

As soon as she entered the stage, loud screams filled the whole auditorium. I was one of those people. "We love you Taylor," and "Queen werk it," were a few of the phrases people screamed throughout the show. I never shouted anything like that because I'm pretty sure Nat would get jealous if I yelled I loved her.

During a particular part of the performance, she played Love Story, which is one of my all time favorites. I immediately looked at the love of my life and saw she was already looking at me.

I began to sweetly sing the lyrics to her, taking her hands in mine

Little did I know

That you were Romeo, you were throwing' pebbles

And my daddy said  "Stay away from Juliet"

And I was crying' on the staircase

Beggin' you "Please don't go

She giggled, blushing slightly as I sang the words to her. I kissed her hand then continued to sing in rhythm with Taylor

and I said

Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone

I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run

You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess

It's a love story, baby, just say "Yes"

I placed my forehead on hers, continuing to sing the song that described our love perfectly until the song was over.

"You're my great love story," I whispered to her, looking in those emerald eyes. Her eyes glistened at my words. "I love you so much my beautiful girl," she cooed, bringing me in for a passionate kiss.