You are the daughter of Taylor Swift. You wanted to go to university in London but you had to move alone. You moved to a family that would take care of you for a year…the Partridge’s. Liz and James had 2 girls and 1 boy. You and that brunette boy started talking way too mich that you ended up falling in love together. No one confessed yet. You’re in your room, sleeping, at 1 am when Louis comes into your room. “I can’t sleep..do you think i could stay with you…? Please?”