You were at one of her concerts, having a blast. But it started to get over crowded and hot and your breathing quickened. You realised you were having a panic attack right in the middle of the concert and had no idea what to do which just made it worse.

Taylor notices and speaks into the microphone.

“Can we have some help over there, please.”

She spoke softly but firmly. At first you had no idea what was gonna happen until two security guards walked up to you, handed you a bottle of water and lead you elsewhere.

You now seemed to be backstage!? You could tell by the costumes and props. You heard the footsteps of someone getting closer and closer and when the door creaked open you saw her…

She looked at you with a worried expression.

“How are you feeling?”

She asks, her voice soft.