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"My wings are falling apart!"Taylor yelled frantically from backstage as multiple staff scurried around her. Parts of her extravagant snowflake-esque wings actively crashing to the ground. In all honesty, she had no clue what had gone wrong between her getting ready and the show beginning, but she had but mere minutes to fix these wings before she walked the stage.The blonde had subconsciously zoned out while the chaos persisted, and she seemed to have become hyper-focused on the faint song in the background. She wasn't sure what the song was called, however she could recognize the near perfect vocals and overall gorgeous voice from anywhere. Karlie Kloss. She was easily recognizable, having gained worldwide fame rather quickly in her arguably short yet ongoing career.Taylor had found out last minute that Karlie would be performing at this show, and now all she could think about was getting to meet the insanely attractive singer.She had gotten snapped out of her thoughts when the staff decided to remove the wings and put on a spare pair, sending her off to the stage with a minute to get there. Taylor sprinted across the hallway, catching her breath so she wouldn't look panicked on stage.Like the professional she is, she strutted down the runway with undeniable confidence. Her curls bouncing on both sides of her head with grace. Her eyes had locked on the singer in the middle of the runway, touching hands with each model the walked past as she performed.She might've been the only one on that stage without wings, but she looked more like an angel than any of them.Taylor walked up to her, flashing her a smile. Thank goodness the lights were blindingly florescent, because she couldn't even begin to imagine how red she must've been. She had never gotten THIS flustered over a tiny— meaningless interaction with a pretty girl.Karlie flashed her an arguably more blinding smile, blowing her a kiss when she got a chance to pause her singing. Thank god Taylor's muscle memory had forced her body to continue walking, because otherwise she probably would've malfunction right there and then.She walked around in her Christmas themed, red and green robe backstage, chatting with other models and just enjoying her time.She feels short, manicured fingers tap her back. She spins around instinctively."Hi, oh my goodness you looked so stunning!! I'm Karlie." The girl was so. So. SO tall. Taylor was already quite tall— standing at almost 6'0". But karlie? Karlie looked fairly taller than her. God, she was a mess."You sing so- perfectly! I'm Taylor! Nice to meet you." Taylor had always been fairly awkward, in a comfortable way, when speaking to people. It was just her way of communicating honestly."Nice to meet you too!" They shook hands, and both seemingly took just a split second to.. Admire each other. Karlie was mesmerized by Taylor's hypnotizing eyes and perfect curves, and she had zero internal shame at her thoughts. Karlie offered her that same blinding smile from earlier, her teeth a pearly white. Taylor returned a smile in a somewhat self-conscious manner, it was a little embarrassing to admit but, Karlie was so gorgeous in person she genuinely couldn't say a word to her. "So many of my friends adore your new album! I mean, they beg me to listen practically every day." Taylor attempted to strike up a conversation now.Karlie smiled and nodded as the shorter one spoke. "I'm very proud of it, and I mean, if it wasn't for its popularity, I wouldn't have gotten a chance to be here!" She spoke with an effortlessly raw tone. Unlike many artist Taylor had spoken to, Karlie sounded so- real? No media training in the best way possible. "I'm happy you're here! You look like a model yourself, you fit right in." Taylor gave a smooth compliment."Thank you." Karlie's tone abated as she thanked her, gazing at her, or better yet watching her as she spoke. "I mean it! you're tall, you're confident, you have an astounding smile, and well.. You're just, GORGEOUS." Taylor accidentally fangirled now. Karlie found this adorable."You're so sweet." Karlie's smile widened, which Taylor wasn't even sure could be possible.Their conversation came to an abrupt end when Karlie was called over the loudspeaker, presumably to get to her changing room. She was about to walk off, but you could see on her face that an idea had popped up into her brain. "Gimme your hand." Taylor reached out her hand now, not even bothering to ask for elaboration.Karlie dug into her pocket, pulling out a red lip liner. She know wrote her number on Taylor's hand. "Call me." Her smile now turned smug as she skipped off. Taylor peaked down at the digits written on her hand, and then back up at the shorter haired girl making her way through the labyrinth that was the backstage.This was the very first page, not where the storyline ends.