Taylor went to visit the hospital where you were being treated, just a few days before your discharge. When you saw her walk in — being the fan you were — your heart (literally) skipped a beat. She laughed at that and introduced herself. "Hi, I'm Taylor...it's so nice to meet you" She said it so naturally, so casually, as if you didn’t already know exactly who she was! Her smile was huge, simply captivating and sweet, and her laugh—God—her laugh was even better than you had imagined... seeing it in live, in person was just pure magic. You talked about everything. You told her how you couldn’t make it to her tour because of your illness, probably said a few silly, embarrassing things out of nerves. She hugged you, taked some selfies, brushed some loose hair away from your face, talked about random stuff, hugged you more...You’d seen videos of her in hospitals before — “It’s normal,” you thought. you silently cursed yourself for your awkwardness. "You don’t have to apologize for anything, sweetheart" She kept saying. She gave you a signed copy of her The Eras Tour book, with a personal dedication inside. But when she said goodbye, a strange feeling washed over you… something you couldn’t explain. And then, as you opened the signed book, your breath caught in your throat — tucked inside was a tiny note with a number written on it

"+121289131211 text me!                                                   Tay Tay. XOXO"