Stella's Pov:

I plopped down my bed after coming back from the hospital. I was getting kind of bored so I turned on the TV. I started flipping through the channels. Nothing. I turned it back off. I had missed my reading time in the forest. That was probably the only thing I missed from back home. I decided to go on my phone and since I had no books with me I went on Safari(Internet).

I typed in google.

E-books for free.

I started scrolling down. I still don't understand how is it possible for it to have 1.8 million found in 0.2 seconds. OK then. I stared scrolling down and I couldn't find anything, but I kept on searching. I clicked and clicked but you had to pay on all of them. There has to be something! As I kept on scrolling I noticed a site called www.wattpad.com. Free online books of all kinds! Oh my dipplin' gosh! I tapped the little orange icon and there it was. Wattpad.

I added some books to my library and started reading.

I was getting realy into the book when suddenly I heard my doorbell ring. Well that's odd...

I stood up, put my phone back in my pocket and started walking towards the door. I opened the door and my eyes widened. Holy crap! How the heck is Taylor Swift at my apartment?!

"Uhh...h-hi.." I said, very awkwardly. Can someone tell me how the heck to react when a famous person who you happen to dislike a little ends up at your door?!

"Hey there. Are you Stella?" She asked me and I nodded.

"I don't want an autograph if that's why you're here." I said jokingly, trying to light up the mood because I had a feeling she wasn't happy to see me. Maybe after the rude comment I had made earlier...Oops.

"No, that's not why I'm here." She said, walking inside the apartment. Without my permission! How rude! Just because she's famous doesn't mean she has the right to just barge into someone's house!

"Uh, excuse me, but what are you doing here? And you could at least ask me if you can come in." I said sassily. Wow, it feels weird standing up for myself. I had never really done it before...

"Well you could at least ask me if you can steal my boyfriend!" She sassed back and I frowned. What?

"What?" I asked. Ha. Did I just say my thoughts out loud? Alright...

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. Don't pretend you don't know."

"Actually, I'm not pretending. I seriously don't know what you're talking about." I said nonchalantly.

"Look, Stella." She started, saying my name as if she wanted to kill me or something. It sent shivers all through my body. I swear, if looks could kill, I'd be dead.

"Harry was my boyfriend, until you showed up in the picture. We were perfectly fine, but no, you had to ruin it all! He broke up with me and I know it's because he likes you!" She basically yelled, anger shown all over her face.

"What?! Harry doesn't like me! How can he like me if he doesn't even know me! He's met me three times!" I said defensively but she just humphed.

"Whatever. Just stay away from him!" She said I nodded.

"Sure, I was already working on that anyways so no need to get jealous. I don't want anything to do with him." I said cooly and she just looked confused and embarrassed.

"Wait, what?" She asked dumbfounded.

"Look, I met Harry. And yes, to be honest, he isn't exactly ugly. But, I don't want anything to do with him because it would be too much to handle. The hate, the paps and I've been hated on all my life and I don't want to go back to that again. So don't worry." I said and she looked ashamed, and embarrassed and maybe I could even see a bit of pity in her eyes.

"I-I'm sorry. I really don't know what to say, I-" she started.

"Don't be, it's not your fault. But I'm okay now, and there's nothing to worry about." I said and she just looked at me for a second before speaking.

"Can I ask you something?" She asked and I was afraid of what it would be, but I guess I didn't think and just spoke.

"Yeah, sure."

"I'm not a stalker or anything.." She said with a small giggle.

"But...I saw you going to the hospital..." She started and I sighed. 

"My sister." I said and she frowned, sensing something was wrong. I felt the lump in my throat, but something came over me and decided to tell her. Maybe it was the fact that I wanted to tell her so she would know not to judge me, even if it sounds selfish, but there was this other part of me that just kind of wanted to let it all out. I knew she wouldn't go around telling everyone and I don't know anyone in this country so I don't really have to worry anyways...

"She left when I was entering high school to make her dreams come true and do what she loves here in New York. I stayed back at home and lets just say I didn't have the best life and she helped me throughout my whole life, but when she left I was devastated. But I wasn't going to let her stay and not let her live. I could've never lived with myself. So, recently, I found out she has cancer and I..." I tried, but I started to feel the tears streaming down my face and she came over to me and hugged me.

"I'm so sorry. I never thought...ugh, I feel so stupid. I'm seriously so sorry for judging you this way. You really don't have to tell me." She said, pity and guilt in her voice. But I didn't care, I really wanted to get it all out.

I wiped away the tears and began to speak again.

"I got in a fight with my parents because the hid the letters she had written to me, and my dad kept a secret from me. He was in drugs and I was ashamed. So I stole my parent's money and booked a flight to come and see Jane and start a new life here." I said and I sighed.

She was know looking at me with sad eyes and I just looked away. Emabrrassed and ashamed of how much of a mess I am.

"Stella...I'm so sorry to hear that. But, didn;t you have a friend that could help you?" She asked and I nodded and humphed.

"Ha. Friends? Me? No. No one ever spoke to me, except Ally. But she spoke to me because she bullied me, so no. That's another reason why I moved here." I said and she nodded.

I realized I had just told Taylor Swift my life story. Who would've ever thought? I really never saw that one coming...

"I-I don't know what to say..'She admitted and I just made a face.

"There is nothing to say. You can't do anything about it. And just know that I let you in a side of me that no one else has ever seen, and just because I told you all this doesn't mean we are automatically friends, because we aren't. So now that you know Harry is not on my list you can leave." I said rather rudely and she looked taken aback at my actions. I don't blame her though. I just told her everything and now I'm basically kicking her out of my place.

"Besides..." I said, trying to be a little nicer because I'm not that heartless of a person. "If we're friends, I know I'll end up in a magazine or whatever and I don't want that, so I'm sorry." I said and she just nodded.

"Oh...I understand, but if you ever need me, just know I'll be here." She said. "And I guess it's okay if you like Harry, I can't forbid you from it. And if you ever need advice I'd be glad to help." She finished and I mentally started cracking up.

Ask Taylor Swift for realtionship advice? HA! Please. Never. Who would ever ask her for advice? You have to be really desperate to ask her for advice.

But being the lovely person that I am I didn't say that to her face.

"Ok. Thanks, bye." I said.

"Oh, wait. I'll give you my number." She said and I just gave a weak smile.

She wrote it down on a piece of paper and then gave it to me. I'll decide to throw that away later.

"Thanks, I don't think you need mine. I'll just text you if I ever need something alright?" I said, because I knew if I gave her my phone number, I would be receiving some texts or calls from her. Which I don't want. I honestly still don't like her. I know I'm such a confusing person but whatever.

"Ok, bye Stel." She said and I rolled my eyes.

"Stella. Not Stel. Only Jane is allowed to call me Stel." I said with a bit of sass in my voice and she just smiled uneasily.

"Oh, right. Sorry." She said and then finally left.

Thank goodness. I thought she would never leave.

I know it's weird and crazy to say that you wanted Taylor Swift to get out of my house but she's really just a normal person that writes about her break ups and performs. 

I walked back to my room and kept reading on Wattpad when suddenly I felt my phone vibrate.

I looked down at it confused as of why I had a text message if it was pretty late and I was certain Jane wasn't texting me, and well...no one else has my number...

Text From: Unknown Number

Hey Stella.

That's it. That's the message. What the fudge?

To: Unknown Number

Who r u? And how do u have my #???

Sent. Now I just have to wait and see who it is.

A/N

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